So Charlie did a couple of re-sits last week, with his A2s starting this week.
Does he deserve good results? I'll let you be the judge. Here's what he told me about his philosophy paper this week.
'It was terrible. Towards the end, I needed to blow my nose, so I put my hand in my pocket for a hanky. And I found I had my notes in my pocket. It was too late into the exam to tell the invigilator: I'd already written two really good essays, and didn't want them discounted. So the only thing to do was to eat my notes. So I tore them up and ate them bit by bit.'
You might remember him in your prayers.
The Church's Cold War - I was reading today about Raymond Aron's post-war work *Le Grand Schisme*. Aron was a leading French intellectual who stood not for any extreme but rather...
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