They. Made. Me. Read!

Went to this big rosary thing on Saturday. Should probably explain that. Loads of Cathedrals in Europe were connected up by satellite & did the rosary. Which was fine until I got there, with very little sleep & no make up & purple hair, & then Fr Peter asked me to lead one of the hail Marys.

Oh no.

Not doing it.

So I find myself reading a hail Mary in front of several thousand people via satellite, in LATIN I might add. Did I mention that I don't actually know any latin? At least I didn't screw it up. I think.

I did love Carl's comment on the way to football yesterday though. Apparently he's been wanting to say 'Creepy. My. Arse!' all week. My leg is bruised from ankle to knee. I wouldn't mind, but it was mostly from tackling Rob! Think he was trying to prove he treats the women playing fairly. It was girls vs boys. We pretty much knew we weren't going to win, but we heroically pulled the score back to 6-9. Hah! They were expecting a walkover.