As ever, my North Wales correspondent is quick to extract the pith out of the news.
Dear Holiness, she writes, I don't normally talk to popes, archimandrakes and suchlike, but I wanted to tell you that I approve of the name Francis, like that one from Assissi who was always covered in bird poo. I just hope people don't start calling you Frank. I hate people who abbreviate. Anyone called me Blod, I'd belt them with my handbag. Maybe you should carry a handbag too, just in case. Or a crozier.
Respectively yours
Blodwen Trellis, Mrs, widow, retd.
Dear Holiness, she writes, I don't normally talk to popes, archimandrakes and suchlike, but I wanted to tell you that I approve of the name Francis, like that one from Assissi who was always covered in bird poo. I just hope people don't start calling you Frank. I hate people who abbreviate. Anyone called me Blod, I'd belt them with my handbag. Maybe you should carry a handbag too, just in case. Or a crozier.
Respectively yours
Blodwen Trellis, Mrs, widow, retd.
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