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Relaxing with the Rev Sidebottom

Photo copyright: C EAYER
Photo copyright: C E Ayr

The Revered Septimius Sidebottom had had enough, he left the vicarage in a huff. His plans were in ruin thanks to Mrs McDuffy. Not only had she saddled him with twenty years worth of candles, now she had gone and ordered iron stone. Ok she had meant to order a new iron, so she could continue pressing his vestments and altar linen. But what had been delivered was a chunk, ‘nay’ a huge boulder of iron slag. Instead of sitting at his desk writing a book about Emperor Septimius Severus, he now had to take Mrs McDuffy to the opticians.

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  1. Dear Michael,

    I’m so happy to see Mrs. McDuffy back for another week of farsighted humor. I’d say the vicar’s manuscript will have to wait. If not the next order might be an ocean liner or a rocket ship.



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