Confused conversations
Jan 29th, 2009 | By Ian Poulton | Category: Ministry“Your son is at Trinity! I went to Trinity . . . I do wish my head was not so muddled . . . I enjoyed it there”.
The battle for lucidity was not so difficult this visit. There seemed a consciousness of threads being lost, a willingness to allow silence, or perhaps just no longer an inclination to try to keep going. Like a pair of actors who have played out a scene on many occasions, the next line of the script provides the necessary prompt for the resumption …