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Tuesday, 19 December 2017

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Sometimes I despair of the C of E, or at least its upper echelons. Although I'm not myself a believer, my wife is a priest and I live in a village vicarage. Most of her work involves running food banks, helping to run the local school, consoling bereaved parents after their children have died, and so on. Not once has she been asked about chaps bummimg one another.

According to a news service here one of those sheilas will be the next Bishop of London and it seems from your bit above she is.

As a Jew I don't much care whether the next Bishop of London is a female or a guinea pig but from what you say Duffers about the lady above the guinea pig would have been a better choice. Would probably have been more positive in its answers.

So much of Western Christianity has beclowned itself that it is no wonder more people look elsewhere for guidance, or, simply ignore altogether.

Shurely that should be bishopess? Or High Priestess?

Except that the high priestesses of my imagination are generally a bit stronger in the long tawny thigh exposed below skimp grass skirt department, which frankly in this case we can probably manage well enough without.

And presumably, as she is a woman, we can no longer refer to her bishopric?

Cuffers, you are a very naughty boy and you will repeat 50 Hail Merries, ooops, sorry, I mean Hail Marys before you go to your room!

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