Tuesday, 8 November 2011

Bless you, my son

Ha-lo-oh!

The results are in and I have been ennobled up, God-wise, as Saint Colin - patron of the inadequate and intemperate.

My mother will be proud of me, at last.

What more could she want than a son shinning it up the religious hierarchy?

Actually, I quite like that, I might use it again.

Take a note, Ms McK, will you?

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