Tuesday, September 04, 2007
Scenes from My Unusually Exciting Life
I sat between the Chief Rabbi and the Archbishop of Canterbury at dinner last night. They both had beards. Of course, I can't say what we discussed but I think, though clean-shaven, I am saved.
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they are impressive names Bryan but I have to say (without the taste of sour grapes) rather you than me. I loathe watching beardies eat (but that isn't the only reason).
ReplyDeletewhat did you have, lamb of god? followed by beard and buddha pudding...
Oh, go on Bryan, we won't breath a word. Did the Dawkins Delusion come up? When they leaned sideways to hear each other over the hub-bub, were you given a facial scrub?
ReplyDeleteLamb of God, take away the sins of the world, grant us peas.....
ReplyDeletedid you say Grace?
ReplyDeleteI don't anything about the Chief Rabbi, but I would love to talk with his grace, the Archbishop, about poetry.
ReplyDeleteDon't you mean you were shaved?
ReplyDeleteSorry. Couldn't resist.
I met up with them afterwards, when they went on to a club. The Chief Rabbi looked a bit worse-for-wear after a few tequila shots, but the Archbishop can hold his own on the dancefloor.
ReplyDeleteGreat, you were saved, blah, blah, but did you pick up any good Muslim and Catholic jokes?
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