Now think theology. Misdirected brainiacs caught up in obscure textual minutiae? Earnest souls, clones of Karl Barth, pale skinned, thin-lipped and almost certainly teetotal?
Well, of course, almost all of the above rings true. Marry the two up, though, and a rather grumpy, unkempt spectre emerges; a stereotype that looks and sounds a lot like the shade of a somewhat tipsy William Barclay, rolling his (most definitely a 'him' wearing a loosely knotted tie and tartan socks) r's...
Nah, not really. Not if the newly relaunched Dunedin School blog (after a
Apologies to American and other overseas readers if none of this makes much sense. In any case, the Dunedin School has, how shall we say, a certain flair. Earnest admirers of William Barclay should probably not go there. Ever. You have been warned.