The Book-Some Study Time
I´m the only non-Catholic in my famiIy, i understand now, why so many people hitched a lift on the Mayflower all those years ago-i wish Sophie would spend as much time on proper education rather than reading this book, but hey everyone got to do their own thing-right? Here in Spain, when the church bells ring for Mass- the ladies dress up and go to church- the men dress down and go to the bar-when the ladies come out of the church, they head to the bar to play Bingo- the men head to the next village-and go to the Bar!
An hour and a half of priestly sermon, lots of Amens (or was that Enemas-can´t quite remember). The only good thing you can say about all this communion malarkey is, my daughter got a whole wad of money from the family- relieving me of that duty and i got the chance to wear a really sharp suit and host the banquet for all the good friends and family-it went on late into the night- the kids had a whale of a time running around the restaurant upsetting all the aged German customers-which was great because normally it´s us grown-ups that get to do that job. The old German farts complained – Paco,the owner said: “in Spain we love our kids-they make us feel young- so we let ´em play”-the German farts left-we remained to the early hours-so who´s laughing now! I think my great blogging friend Andrew Petcher might appreciate this little story.
I´m not going to put any camera details today, because i think the picture speaks for itself!