I’m pooped. The email problem that stymied us last week went away as mysteriously as it came, and I was able to send my weekly column to Newswithviews. And so, for the time being, here’s something better. Certainly more restful.
This is the first hymn I learned to play on my harmonica, back in the Bronze Age. I still love it. O Worship the King, sung during the NBA Big Sing at Durham Road Baptist Church, Gateshead. Background sets, plus charming little bird, by God the Father.