I have a feeling the church will leave me this time before I leave it.
I had supper with a group of women from my new parish last night.
I overheard an outraged woman tell the people around her that
her neighbour had a Wiccan wedding.
"Oh that isn't Satanism," I piped up, figuring that what she was
Her angry eyes turned to me and she spat,
I swallowed my moussaka before I replied mildly, (without
thinking) "And that would be a bad thing??"
And Bob's your uncle, four weeks into it and I have an enemy.
This could be a very short-lived blog, Debra and Martha!!