I'd do anything
Watching the goings-on of the Blair family with regard to the Faith is like watching a spiritual car crash.
Now Mrs Blair has really hit a low-water mark with the latest revelations in her autobiography, Speaking For Myself. Serialised in The Times, the latest titbits include this jaw-dropping (if not stomach-churning) vignette:
The former Prime Minister’s wife also reveals that she and her husband conceived their fourth child, Leo, while guests of the Queen at Balmoral. It happened because she had not packed her contraceptive equipment and because of the bitter cold, Mrs Blair says.Emough, already. Too much information.
This with the Madame Arcati-like reliance on Mayan rebirthing ceremonies, "dowsing healers" (whatever they are) and this array of mumbo-jumbo:
When the Blairs moved into Downing Street, a feng shui expert rearranged the furniture at Number 10. Cherie wears a 'magic pendant' known as the BioElectric Shield, which is filled with 'a matrix of specially cut quartz crystals' that surround the wearer with 'a cocoon of energy' and ward off evil forces. (It was given to her by Hillary Clinton, another political spouse who combines the characteristic Third Way vices of sharp practice and bone-headedness). Then there have been inflatable Flowtron trousers, auricular therapy and acupuncture pins in the ear.
Please. No more information.
The Blairs are the apogee of bossy laity and a dignified period of silence on matters spiritual from them would be helpful.