Thursday, September 04, 2008


Once upon a long ago, a friend suggested that we 'Go to that church on the hill, just to see what it's like', and so we did. Not being au fait with the church, I sat there, interested, but ultimately removed from what I heard. During some kind of communion thing, an old man walked amongst the audience, the congregation. 'Come on', he cajoled, 'Come on and join in - it'll make you feel good!' To me, this seemed a simple game. About to step forward to play along, my friend - formerly familiar with churchly fare - pulled me back. 'Freaks', she whispered.

A Post Box is reopened, restarted, recharged. Now a weekly thing.

1 comment:

OldHorsetailSnake said...

I think I shall step over to the Post Box and see what freaks I can find.