In this journal of short, lyrical reflections, Andrew Rumsey takes the reader on an exploration of faith, place and identity. Focusing on the author’s home in Wiltshire, as he arrives to take up an ancient role in a testing time, English Grounds is both an affirmation and critique of this country’s Christian heritage. Together the essays challenge us to think more deeply about the place of the Church in the consciousness of the English, and the place of England in the consciousness of the Church.
Each stand-a-lone reflection is 2-3 pages long, well written but the point is often not very clear. It feels like something that brushes past you and lightly touches your face but when you reach out to grasp it, there is nothing there. Yes it is well written but it is like Andrew’s grandfather Henry. He is referred to in Unfathomable Mines as a diary writer who wrote “eight volumes of incomprehension”. I don’t feel as if I have really learned anything, had my thinking challenged or done anything other than turn pages.