The Catholic Church is like a plane with metal fatigue that needs to be grounded and fixed if it is to continue delivering its passengers safely, according to one of its most indefatigable critics, the former Irish president Mary McAleese.
A sleepy market town in County Durham, Barnard Castle, holds one of the best collections of Spanish religious art in Britain. And right now these jewels, plus two remarkable Goyas, are on show in London at the Wallace Collection.
It is a sunny afternoon, and I am standing in a green, flower-strewn field in a sleepy corner of southern England. Behind me is what is left of the vast Benedictine monastery that stood here for hundreds of years, dominating in equal measure the local landscape and the local economy: in its heyday, its church was almost a carbon copy of Westminster Abbey, and not much smaller.
As the dust settled after this week’s horror, the true Manchester spirit – its rich humanity, its caring and sharing of pain – was plain for all to see, says a daughter of the city / By Joanna Moorhead
Over the last week a revolution has taken place; a revolution whose ramifications will have a profound impact on the United Kingdom and its future. I have witnessed this revolution in my own home, but it will have been taking place in houses throughout Britain.
Get Instant Access
Subscribe to The Tablet for just £7.99
Subscribe today to take advantage of our introductory offers and enjoy 30 days' access for just £7.99