The lady who was talking to the proper vicar last week was there again, and although I was very busy at my Organ Console, sorting out hymns, she interrupted me. “Hello Barry”, she said, and held out her hand. “I’m Gwen.” Quickly observing that she was wearing a dog-collar and a cassock I asked her if she needed directions to the URC chapel just up the road. There was a moment’s silence. Then:
“No, Barry”, she said. “I’m Gwen. I’m your new Vicar. And I have someone who would like to join the choir.”
“Hello, Barry”, said Antony.
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