I have a vicarage garden cat. 🐈
I understand her name is Milly. She likes to sunbathe in my garden in summer. Apparently she has a crush on Nelson next door. She is a normal size tho.

Oh I hope so. What a lovely thought.

And last night I put em back up.

I hung international flag bunting from our community centre’s railings. (Cos I’m stubborn like that.) And a car slowed so some men could yell obscenities at me, a visible clergywoman in the Church of England. Probs on the way to the pub to insist Britain is a christian nation.

Also Doctor Who. We do not find babies on our church doorsteps at five to midnight on Christmas night while Wearing Our Chasuble!

This also bothered me a lot! And it had David Tennant. Vicarage kid. Could he not have told them?

Tell me more about out what you did to apple to make it tea, please.

Man that’s gonna be a faculty!

She came up to me with mum afterwards looking shy. “She wants to know if you’ll do a twirl” says mum. “Together?” I said, “after 3? 1.. 2…3”
And we whirled to laughter, the worlds newest Christian and her priest. What a joy!

“I don’t think so miss because the dog would get confused and think you were talking to him”
88 little ones have heard me say you can talk to God absolutely anywhere about absolutely anything, so jobs a good un!

Oh I haven’t seen the new series yet but I don’t want Disney to think I don’t want to.

That sounds lovely. *Makes mental note.*

What happens at an easter basket blessing? Tell me more