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A Man Of The Cloth [May. 29th, 2012|10:07 am]
Tony Grist
Ailz: So what do we call you?

Priest: Father Graham, that's what I'm called. Or 'Ere You.

That won me over. A sweet man. Early middle age. Neat beard. Lazy eye. A giggler. Efficient too: he took out a notebook and wrote down everything we told him about Eric. I gave him the story about Eric selling plastic boxes to Freddie Mercury without knowing who he was. 
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[User Picture]From: michaleen
2012-05-29 09:46 am (UTC)
Impressive. You seem a hard one to win over.
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[User Picture]From: poliphilo
2012-05-29 10:52 am (UTC)
I have a love-hate relationship with the clergy.
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[User Picture]From: michaleen
2012-05-30 03:36 pm (UTC)
As well I can imagine.
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[User Picture]From: veronica_milvus
2012-05-29 10:25 am (UTC)
Nice to know there are still some decent people in dog collars.
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[User Picture]From: poliphilo
2012-05-29 10:55 am (UTC)
I don't know how the decent ones carry on- really I don't- knowing, as they must know, that much of what they're obliged to believe and teach is nonsense.
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[User Picture]From: dadi
2012-05-29 11:26 am (UTC)
I don´t know about the story with Freddie Mercury! What happened?
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[User Picture]From: poliphilo
2012-05-29 12:22 pm (UTC)
My f-i-l was sales clerk for a firm selling plastic boxes. One day this beautiful young man turned up and said he was in a band and wanted boxes to carry his equipment in. Eric had never heard of Queen and completed the transaction without ever knowing he was dealing with a superstar.
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[User Picture]From: chochiyo_sama
2012-05-29 02:47 pm (UTC)
My little sister was so in love with Freddie Mercury. :)

Myself, I am just in awe that such incredible talent existed.

He was beautiful, wasn't he?


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[User Picture]From: poliphilo
2012-05-29 03:11 pm (UTC)
He was.

A funny, shy little chap who turned into a god on stage.
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[User Picture]From: sovay
2012-05-29 04:52 pm (UTC)
One day this beautiful young man turned up and said he was in a band and wanted boxes to carry his equipment in.

Aw!
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[User Picture]From: poliphilo
2012-05-29 06:04 pm (UTC)
Freddie was a sweet guy- at least that's my impression...
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[User Picture]From: nineweaving
2012-05-29 07:00 pm (UTC)
Lovely box story.

Sometimes the clergy surprise you. The last-minute one we got for my mother's funeral (in a Boxing-Day blizzard) rose up and gave us Bede's sparrow. Perfect.

Nine
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[User Picture]From: poliphilo
2012-05-29 08:21 pm (UTC)
Who would want to do the job in these lean times? The fanatics, of course, but also perhaps a remainder of the truly decent and unworldly.
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[User Picture]From: endlessrarities
2012-06-18 05:22 pm (UTC)
The qualities of the priest/vicar/whatever can make or break a funeral... We had this great guy for my mother's funeral called the Rev. Robert Montgomery. When he launched forth into the spiel about 'My Father's house has many mansions' his voice boomed out...

I always compare the delivery at every funeral I attend, and Rev Bob's has been the best by far, every time to date...
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