All posts tagged Katie Munnik

“Much prating piffle has been spouted over this squall in a teacup.” There's something very classy about editorial writing in the Scotsman newspaper... First, I love that sentence. One for

Back home and back to routine. My little family's travelling is over for a while, and we're feeling a shift of season. We came home to daffodils. There

Last week, my dad bought an Easter lily. We've been visiting my parents in Ottawa and the kids were quite taken with the idea of the lily when

Just a note this morning to say that I'm in transit today - I'll post a column tomorrow. Love,

I'm not sure if they heard it mentioned at church or if I slipped it into the conversation, but the kids are wondering about Holy Week. Not the stories

Jesus was used to questions by now. If anyone asks... He sounds like a parent here – assuming that there is going to be a question and trying

Yesterday, we had a guest preacher at church – the Very Reverend Dr John Hall, Dean of Westminster – and he brought with him this lovely term –

From rich food, we go to the prodigal son and feasting. Lent Lectionary is finding a celebratory groove in these days of late winter. Which suits me just fine.

Maybe it's just my greedy, foody nature, but I love the language here. “Ho, everyone who thirsts, come to the waters; and you that have no money, come, buy

“Jerusalem, Jerusalem... How often have I desired to gather your children together as a hen gathers her brood under her wings...” This is one of those passages that makes

The week ahead is an interesting one. Pancake Tuesday. Ash Wednesday. Valentine's Day. NiteKirk on Friday night. A weekend, too, ending a week off school for my kids.

This morning is one of those mad winter days when the wind blows everything across the sky. The clouds are dark, bringing snow or worse, but every so

The Spouse made Nutella this weekend. We had some on toast this morning and my goodness. This wasn't just chocolate frosting on toast. This was amazing. We never had Nutella

Monday morning and things started well. The Spouse was out of bed early, and there were kitchen noises happening. I sneaked into bed with the kids. They share

You have to wonder what life was like at home. The party is in full swing, and social disaster looms. The wine has run out. Capital E Embarrassed

New year, new start, and news to share. We're pregnant. Baby #3 is due in July – an astonishingly wonderful bit of announcement and of course I'm grinning

This Christmas, the Spouse and I almost swapped copies of the same book. Robert MacFarlane's third book in what he calls a “loose trilogy about landscape and the

Christmas Eve. There are, of course, still presents to be wrapped. And lists to be checked. Likely cupboards to be checked, too, because I do follow in my mother’s

In those days Mary set out and went with haste to a Judean town in the hill country, where she entered the house of Zechariah and greeted Elizabeth. We watched