canny granny

Please, if you live in York, stop shooting Scotsmen with your bows and arrows. Just because the ancient by-law which allows you to legally send an arrow up a kilt within the city walls has never been repealed, that’s no reason to keep up your archery classes. The war has been over for centuries, don’t you think it’s about time you stopped?

A peace offer to the Scots

I see that Johm Cummins, Union Man has gone south, gone to the Great Rest Home for Organisers in the Sky.

He’ll be missed. We always supported Cummo around here, he supported pensioners as well as his Union members. I used to see him a lot at the Irish celebrations, we may be all Australians after living here 150 years or so, but we are still Irish inside.

A bright core of green beneath our sun-dried exterior.

Tocfaidh ar la!

I noticed this morning that I have two old kitchen towels hanging on the door of my oven which often resemble the Virgin Mary. (The towels, not the oven) If I crouch down and look sideways with one eye shut and slowly scrunch my neck, I can even see a Bleeding Heart of Jesus. Or maybe that’s the beetroot stain.

In any case, my Council Home Help girl is coming today and I must ask her to take a photo with her dirigible camera. Then I will post them for everyone to share.

I have to sit down with a small drop of sherry and think about the possible commercial aspects of manifestation. 

For those who asked about the chocolate BVM, it’s all true. Here’s an account of the Virgin Mary manifesting in a chocolate drop

Kitchen worker Cruz Jacinto was the first to spot the lump of melted chocolate when she began her shift by cleaning up drippings that had accumulated under a large vat of dark chocolate.

Chocolate drippings usually harden in thin, flat strips on wax paper, but Jacinto said she froze when she noticed the unusual shape of this cast-off — It looked just like the Virgin Mary on the prayer card she always carries in her right pocket.

How fortutious! If anyone else had spotted the droppings first they wouldn’t have witnessed the miracle.