Sex & God & Rock & Roll
The husband whom I look after is, even now, in the kitchen cooking lunch. No. I'm not interested in the housekeeper's job, but perhaps Grandpère might be. How's the fishing around Iona?Did the ad give you flashbacks to waiting "hours" in the rain on the island, because you did not take up my offer of my cell phone number?
Because you wandered off when you had BEEN TOLD to stay close. I tell you, looking after you was more stressful than taking a coach load of teenagers on holiday!The fishing is good although there are no alligators for you to wrestle with.
Because you wandered off when you had BEEN TOLD to stay close.What in heaven's name made you think I would obey your command? Cell phones are quite useful when you are with disobedient people who tend to wander off. Really.Anyway, Iona is a tiny island. How far could I wander?
How far could I wander?From the path of righteousness?
As it is written, "There is none righteous, no, not one:..."
True. But there are some who are less righteous than others, as I found out on Iona.
You'd have both of you been up poo creek without a paddle without me there to sort you out. What sort of bloke lurks in the rain for hours instead of taking the sensible option and going into the pub? As for Mimi, I had a job keeping her off the single malts at all times, let alone on Iona. Tsk Tsk.
A person who cares.
I had a job keeping her off the single malts at all times....Cathy, I had not one drop of the drink on the Isle of Iona. 'Fraid of wandering off and falling into the sea, ya know.A person who cares.Awww, MadPriest. How sweet. Still, if you cared, why didn't you take my cell phone number? I've never been able to work that out.
I couldn't have called your cell phone because I use a mobile phone.
Baloney! Last I heard they were the same thing. My phone was a British phone, purchased for use in the UK. You talked to Cathy on her phone. I talked to Cathy on her phone. Your phone and my phone were perfectly compatible.
I think readers can probably see how difficult it was for me to supervise the children.
Iona-I thought it was mainly made up of a cemetery and a monastery? People live there and holiday there??
Supervising involves leaving an old lady on the jetty to fend for herself because you thought the boat was leaving, does it?
Well, not actually in the cemetery, Chelliah.
The two of you got on the boat and abandoned me on the jetty. Some friends!
I didn't know you were still out there. You should have called me on your cell phone.
You never gave me your number, MadPriest, and I didn't dare ask for it. You were standing right next to me, and you left. I realize that you would probably have died from embarrassment had you not left, because I could not find my return ticket.
Isn't there a huge statute or some sort of edifice that is often pictured as a symbol of Iona? Sorry, I am recovering from flu and am a big vague.
A "big" vague? You certainly are. It must be the flu :-)
You know what? working in a retreat house is great!!!! I worked in a Franciscan retreat house and loved it!Add that to your list of priestly things to do other than being a Vicar! Seriously, an opportunity to preside at Eucharist, do some counseling, meet people from all over!!!! Nijbatiner
Oh this is funny. I'll bite, Mimi: you could get lost in the bogs wandering off to Columba's bay, or whatever. I was not in very good shape when I went there and I thought I would not survive the hike TO the bay, much less get back again! Now I'm even older.
Mimi, I did step on to the boat, because it was on the very verge of leaving, and the boat staff bloke waiting for us clearly wanted to give the signal to go, and if the three of us had stayed hanging around on the jetty he might have done that very thing. My stepping on to the boat meant he more or less had to wait for you two.You know I would never abandon you. And, after all, you had Mad Priest next to you pretending to help you look for your ticket. Unless you think it's the same thing? :-) ...The whole mobile phone business was rather convoluted. I am not convinced Mad Priest had an authentic phone. I think it was a device from MI5 he had somehow come across.
Oh, Mimi never gets lost. It's the rest of the world that gets lost when she goes missing.
Mrs MP bought me a mobile phone a couple of Christmasses ago. So I have to carry it around with me occasionally. But I never switch it on. Hell! Somebody might ring me if I did.
Isn't there a huge statute or some sort of edifice that is often pictured as a symbol of Iona?Chelliah Laity, yes! - a statue of an old lady abandoned on the jetty.
She was certainly just standing there like a fecking statue!
Cathy, I know you would never abandon me. Neither would you MadPriest. I just can't think of another word to describe what happened to me. :-)Even if we had missed the ferry, it would hardly have been a tragedy. We could have gone into a warm, dry pub and had a drink while we waited for the next one.
What? And you get lost all over again!
You three are so cute when you are like this. I'd hug you all, but MP is English and it just wouldn't do.
Cher Paul, you really shouldn't encourage us in this sort of behavior. It is so not a good thing.Psst. Don't tell MadPriest, but some English do hug.
No. Some English are too polite to run away when touchy feely foreigners come running towards them with arms wide open.