In the prescence of holy men
Not that they would call themselves that! But Monday afternoon, Dan and Johnny arrived from Gatwick for a 10 day stay over here. Two catholic priests. Where do you start with that?! I have a colourful past, leave it there!
They arrived bearing gifts (well one gift). No gold frankincense and myrrh (or however you spell that horrid word). No Jamesons either, since Johnny left it - unintentionally so says he - for some eternally grateful baggage handler to pick up from LGW. But the gift that arrived was priceless - a souvenir T shirt of the 2005 Ashes series, with England 2 Australia 1 on the back of it. Currently my favourite possession.
It has been interesting introducing them into my Canadian lifestyle. The comments from the locals have been wideranging - from "Do priests drink?" (there is a beer festival in Kitchener this weekend - can you tell this girl isnt a catholic?!) to "they dont fit the stereotype" to "you guys arent seriously priests" - clearly not exuding holiness throughout then eh?
Certainly not! Because whilst Dan was introducing Suzanne to good old fashioned English expressions like "rumpy pumpy" - not through any physical deed I feel I should add (!) - Johnny was demonstrating his empathy with those of somewhat different persuasions by referring to Paul as "Jew-boy". Jesus. How many days til they fly?! And will they avert a public relations disaster while they are here?
Who knows what the answer to that question is - they went to mass today, a televised affair at St Michaels catholic cathedral in downtown Toronto. And I left them this evening giving a critical appraisal of the service they had witnessed, although I am sure they will be secretly scanning the TV channels tomorrow looking for themselves singing in the congregation. Lets hope they werent holding up any banners, making any gestures or... anything else.
And tomorrow brings another day, and it could go in any direction. They have a cinema date with Suzanne at 730, which - at the time of writing - will result in them watching 'Wallace & Gromit' or 'The Corpse Bride'. Now there is an either/or. My money is on the corpse bride...
This wont be a typical week in Canada thats for sure...
They arrived bearing gifts (well one gift). No gold frankincense and myrrh (or however you spell that horrid word). No Jamesons either, since Johnny left it - unintentionally so says he - for some eternally grateful baggage handler to pick up from LGW. But the gift that arrived was priceless - a souvenir T shirt of the 2005 Ashes series, with England 2 Australia 1 on the back of it. Currently my favourite possession.
It has been interesting introducing them into my Canadian lifestyle. The comments from the locals have been wideranging - from "Do priests drink?" (there is a beer festival in Kitchener this weekend - can you tell this girl isnt a catholic?!) to "they dont fit the stereotype" to "you guys arent seriously priests" - clearly not exuding holiness throughout then eh?
Certainly not! Because whilst Dan was introducing Suzanne to good old fashioned English expressions like "rumpy pumpy" - not through any physical deed I feel I should add (!) - Johnny was demonstrating his empathy with those of somewhat different persuasions by referring to Paul as "Jew-boy". Jesus. How many days til they fly?! And will they avert a public relations disaster while they are here?
Who knows what the answer to that question is - they went to mass today, a televised affair at St Michaels catholic cathedral in downtown Toronto. And I left them this evening giving a critical appraisal of the service they had witnessed, although I am sure they will be secretly scanning the TV channels tomorrow looking for themselves singing in the congregation. Lets hope they werent holding up any banners, making any gestures or... anything else.
And tomorrow brings another day, and it could go in any direction. They have a cinema date with Suzanne at 730, which - at the time of writing - will result in them watching 'Wallace & Gromit' or 'The Corpse Bride'. Now there is an either/or. My money is on the corpse bride...
This wont be a typical week in Canada thats for sure...
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