It was the twenty fourth day of Lent, and Robert Sherman was beginning to realise why a lot of people didn’t want to be on the PCC. That being said, he was alright with flogging himself during Lent. Sure, he was doubtful at first, and it was a struggle at the start, but soon itContinue reading “The Brewer’s Lent”
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The Banana Technician’s Lent
It was the eighteenth day of Lent, and Dave Peterson was beginning to mentally plan his PCC resignation announcement ready for the next APCM. He’d initially voted to flagellate himself on the basis that it would stop Simon from being crucified as his proposed passion play. Now, eighteen days in, Dave was beginning to wonderContinue reading “The Banana Technician’s Lent”
The Wine Merchant’s Lent
It was the twelfth day of Lent, and Paul Stiller was already craving a creme egg. And he was in luck, as Simon had a little treat for everyone at the PCC. “Look what I have,” Simon told them as he held up a small egg. The other councillors stared at the egg like aContinue reading “The Wine Merchant’s Lent”
The Butcher’s Lent
It was the sixth day of Lent, and Hans Hogunhoffer was already wishing it was Sunday every day. As his alarm clock beeped at 06:00 in the morning, Hans groaned, and slowly pulled himself out of bed, trying his best to ignore the stinging pain on his back. He was still tired, as the painContinue reading “The Butcher’s Lent”
Shrove Tuesday at the Peterson’s
It was Shrove Tuesday, and England and Wales were on the verge of war. It began with the discovery that the bluestones at Stonehenge had originally come from a older stone circle in Wales. The First Minster of Wales said in a speech that the discovery showed yet another example of the English taking thingsContinue reading “Shrove Tuesday at the Peterson’s”
Vicar Publican Butcher Spy
Not for the first time in his life, the Reverend Simon Abernathy was alone on his birthday. Usually he had the village round for a birthday meal, but due to COVID that was now impossible. So he was alone in his living room, in front of a pile of cards and presents given to himContinue reading “Vicar Publican Butcher Spy”
Chaos on Candlemas
Dave Peterson sat in his dark candlelit living room on his laptop as yet another Village Council Zoom meeting was taking place. Several items had already been mentioned, such as another failed attempt by Simon to get the statue of the Virgin Mary finally removed from the Botanic Gardens, and when the hustings for theContinue reading “Chaos on Candlemas”
The Mathematician’s New Job
32-year-old George Williams from Warwick stood outside the imposing, red bricked, country house in the freezing cold, wishing his job interview had been on Zoom instead. Feeling daunted by the building looming over him, George decided to look at the extensive parkland that surrounded the manor instead, this certainly was a lovely place to live,Continue reading “The Mathematician’s New Job”
Paul Stiller and the Hangover from Hell
“Paul?” “Paul?!” “PAUL!” The first thing Paul noticed was the sensation of someone slapping him around the face. He then heard the sound of a man shouting at him as he slowly opened his eyes. It took a while for Paul’s eyes to focus on the room when he first sat up, but as soonContinue reading “Paul Stiller and the Hangover from Hell”
Paul Stiller and the 300-Year-Old Madeira Terrantez
It was 23:35 on New Year’s Eve, and Paul Stiller, Lower Strangling’s wine merchant, stood at the foot of his extensive wine cellar, wondering what to drink. Usually, the villagers congregated at the Vicarage for a New Year’s Eve Bash organised by Simon, but due to the ongoing pandemic they had to ring in theContinue reading “Paul Stiller and the 300-Year-Old Madeira Terrantez”
The Robinsonverse 