The League of Gentleman

Spent a couple of hours continuing with the process described in yesterday's blog of making photo montages to populate my street cafe. Time consuming but relatively easy to do.

Generally speaking, in life, I like pursuits with those two properties.

Stuck on card but still to be cut around.

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Currently listening to:

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Last night's dinner:

Aubergine and salmon lasagna

Final spoonful of said concoction

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Currently reading:

I was going to leave the final volume of Chris Mullin's diaries to read in France this summer - but I can't wait until then.

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Miscellany:

Have decided that The League of Gentlemen is the funniest comedy series ever and I'm going to buy the boxed set.

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Ashamed of myself:

At morning Mass there was a visiting priest from the USA who shared the duties - he had been at University with our Parish priest.

But, when he pronounced "The Body of Christ" in his American accent, it seemed utterly insincere. It reminded me of that episode of Father Ted when Ted was visited by the priest from California.

Obviously, this is all in the eye of the beholder and is the result of my having watched too many US television evangelists.

As I say, I'm ashamed of having reacted like this - judging someone by their accent is disgraceful behaviour.