The Twelve Days Of Christmas

Home-maker God, come at night to all who are sleeping rough; come to cardboard huts and the dampened squats; come to the young who have lost their way and to the old who have been forgotten' (a prayer we said). A man who spent the night in a caravan was offered breakfast at the Vicarage.

A late Christmas card from Paul Oliver included these words from his poem: 'He comes, friend to disinherited and forsaken, awakening a life prepared for us only in secret... And now his presence lightens the heart and gives voice to a world deafened to his gentle words of Love.'