view from my pew 4

pewsDear Internet

Welcome to another of the musings of Mr Grenville-Stubbs.

I had an uncomfortable moment  after church this week. I was sitting having a cup of coffee after church with Dot, one of my lady friends (no, it’s nothing like that), when I noticed that she still had the plastic loop from a price label attached to her shoe. The price label was no longer there but somehow she had forgotten to remove the plastic loop.

And once I had noticed it I couldn’t help noticing it. I couldn’t concentrate on anything else. I found my mind wandering from what she was saying. I nodded sagely at what I thought was an appropriate moment when she paused and looked at me quizzically.

“You’re not listening to me, are you?” she asked.

I tried to bluff it for a moment by telling her that what she was saying was fascinating and I was fully supportive of her but at that point she started laughing.

“You’ve just proved my point,” Dot chortled. “I was telling you that you have still got the price label attached to your jacket and it’s sticking out of the back of your collar!”

I was somewhat embarrassed. It was partly because everyone would have seen where I shopped, partly because everyone would have seen that I bought the jacket in a sale. But I was mostly embarrassed because in order to change the subject I mentioned that Dot had still got her plastic loop on her shoe. She went on to say that it sounded like one of Jesus’ parables and I could not work out which one she meant.

Yours faithfully

Q.R.Grenville Stubbs

Be blessed, be a blessing (as Nick likes to write)

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