“Well, it’s all good to go,” John said as he observed the tables and chairs laid out in the Hangman’s Noose’s beer garden, ready for when the first visitors arrive. “Are you sure about Philip over there?” Simon asked John whilst looking at the large portrait of the recently deceased Duke of Edinburgh displayed onContinue reading “The Al Fresco Fiasco”
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The Vicar’s Lent
It was the thirty eighth day of Lent, and the Rev Simon Abernathy was beginning to regret his life choices. He didn’t know why he wanted to be crucified in a Passion Play, but somehow he did. Luckily the rest of the PCC had voted against it. John had suggested a bake sale, but SimonContinue reading “The Vicar’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”
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”
The Vicar’s Meditation
Deep in the heart of Lower Strangling’s infamous and unique Botanic Garden, lied a small rectangular courtyard. It had a pond and a lawn, with beautiful borders filled with colour on either side, and its own sundial. It is here, where the Reverend Simon Abernathy liked to sit underneath one of the duck egg blueContinue reading “The Vicar’s Meditation”
The Reality Check of Lower Strangling
“I wonder whether the Blood of Christ could cure Coronavirus?”, thought the Rev. Simon Abernathy to himself as he polished that most famous of cups; the Holy Grail, in the extension created especially for it at the back of St Gerald the Damned, the Holy Lance forever floating above it, eternally dripping Christ’s blood downContinue reading “The Reality Check of Lower Strangling”
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