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| Rector Robert at Chris' Confirmation |
Today, was the date that the church congregation meal took place,
As Chris' partner and fourth in line Church cleaner, I always get an invite to the lunch, which is usually held at the Crown Pub, and , as usual it was rather an interesting bun fight of a gathering.
Chris and I are always the youngest at the table of twenty or so. Auntie Glad is always the eldest. This time I was sat next to the Rector, Gaynor the jovial Organist and the infamously delightful Mrs Trellis ( yes she of the extremely over active sheepdog) and over a very passable roast and several large white wines, I enjoyed some gentle memories of parish life past!
Rector Robert has always said that when he retires he would love to write his memoirs.....it would make for a cracking read, I suspect, although, I am sure it would be a heavily censored version that would be the one that finally reached the printing presses....a sort of James Herriot-esque whimsy with dog collars perhaps!......where the sweeter parts of a vicar's life are remembered...whilst the occasional painful and difficult memories are laid low and put to bed.
Anyhow, whatever the result, stories such as the one where a pair of buxom bridesmaids were attacked by a swarm of bees before they went up the aisle, would make for an interesting read in anyone's book .
Mind you, The Rector may have some competition when it comes to a popular work-based autobiography. Mrs Trellis' 38 years as a community midwife could give him a run for his money!
A nice afternoon!
Sounds like a truly lovely day. I have always wondered where Mrs Trellis lives in North Wales.
ReplyDeleteah, tales of village folk..
ReplyDeleteah kath
ReplyDeletethere is so much more I could tell
Does Mrs Trellis have clematis growing up her or is it just an intimate part of her anatomy?
ReplyDeleteI think the brdiesmaids and the bees would make a wonderful story (and comical, too).
ReplyDeleteOr, John Gray might pen a "Tales of Trelawnd" with ribald stories of the vicar and midwife et al.!
ReplyDeletea Rector and a midwife...both sound like they'd have some interesting stories to tell! nice photo of Chris and the Rector!
ReplyDeleteThe bridesmaids and the bees was a honey of a story.
ReplyDeleteYes I am betting both would be interesting reads lol
ReplyDeleteGlad to hear it, John. You all have a wonderful week! :o)
ReplyDeleteThat sounds like a truly fascinating afternoon. Please push both of them into writing those memoirs...
ReplyDeleteLove hearing about life in the village....
ReplyDeleteGill in Canada
Sounds like a cracker of an afternoon. Also sounds like the start of a funny joke - "did you hear the one about the Rector and the midwife..."
ReplyDeleteI hope you're writing about your life and all the characters in it.
ReplyDeleteYou mean, there REALLY IS a Mrs Trellis of North Wales? And there was us all thinking it was a figment of Humph's imagination!
ReplyDeleteAs an ex community midwife - 10 yrs spent in the Derbyshire Dales, I know that Mrs Trelliswill definitely have a few tales to tell!
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Splendid - I feel as though I was there!
ReplyDeleteSplendid - I feel as though I was there!
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ReplyDeleteunfortunately Mrs Trellis IS pseudonym
John, you manage to paint such a wonderful and intimate picture of village life. Perhaps a book from you sometime.....
ReplyDeleteI suspect her real name is Mrs. Lattice.
ReplyDeleteThere is something very 'right' about you siting next to the 'rector' and the 'organist' John.
ReplyDeleteI see Chris looks ecstatic at his confirmation. ;-D
Isn't Chris naughty (the one above not your Chris who is obviously an angel).
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