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September 28, 2008 at 7:14 am · Filed under Fun, growing old
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Ian said,
September 28, 2008 at 4:24 pm
Reminds me of the canon of an English cathedral who dreamed he was standing in the pulpit preaching to a large congregation and woke up to discover he was.
kenju said,
September 28, 2008 at 10:10 pm
It could happen while I am listening to preaching!! LOL
Baino said,
September 29, 2008 at 8:33 am
“Where ‘ere you be, let your wind be free!”
So said my grandma and if it’s good enough for her, it’s good enough for me!
Grannymar said,
September 29, 2008 at 10:55 am
@Ian - I have come across the odd preacher who was actually dreaming while supposedly preaching!
@Judy - I suffer the ‘numb bum syndrome’ myself at times!
@Baino - Your Gran sounds very like mine!
Magpie11 said,
September 30, 2008 at 1:17 pm
It seems it was an open air service…that looks like a stone wall behind!
Reminds me of lecturers at college.