Saved...

Yesterday I drove from Yorkshire, where’s it’s still winter, down to Hampshire where spring has sprung. For a change of listening, while on the motorway, I tuned into a Christian radio station. There was plenty of talk, mostly about “being saved”, and listeners were asked to donate money so that “the word” could be brought to those who “wouldn’t normally hear it”. There was Christian music too: relentlessly upbeat, built around predictable major chords (minor chords might have suggested doubt or indecision), with lyrics as bland and generic as a Eurovision song entry. The music could have come from any ‘big hair’ band from the States (Toto or REO Speedwagon, say) or undistinguished B-sides from Neil Sedaka, Deacon Blue, or Bonnie Tyler.

Licenced this pic yesterday of a cricket match in Hartley Wintney... and this is where I am today...