John Currid quoted and commended him. He warned us not to become preachers who want their offices close to their pulpits and like going straight from the one to the other, and then straight back again without many interruptions and distractions in between. The post-modernist world has created a horrible existence. Life is traipsing in the rain to the Netto supermarket where everything is cut-price and traipsing home, hoping nobody notices your shameful Netto bags. Life is queuing for giros, propping up a wall on the corner of the street, sleeping until the afternoon and watching telly till dawn.
Life is nothing.
It is being pregnant for no reason, being jobless with no hope. It means nothing. It has fallen apart. He is also describing the dark heart of the post-modern civilisation where God has called us to do the work of evangelists. To that work we must now attend, going where human feet take us.