Now that the silly Christmas event is over and it's a normal Monday I decided to continue cutting up the old deck timber.
I've been making quite a racket but decided to do it today rather than on Christmas day or Boxing Day. I don't think that there's anything special about the day two days after Christmas. Maybe Robert knows if it has anything to do with the Catholic Church - perhaps Saint James The Dismembered (real) which would be appropriate to my activities.
This means that the neighbours, on both sides who are up here for Christmas in their holiday houses, won't be too disturbed other than from the view of me as a 'tradie'.
How are you spending Saint James The Dismembered day?
4 comments:
So, you're a son of god now?
How did that happen?
Is old Mary (still a virgin) putting it about a bit with god and you are the result?
Please tell.
No, I'm the real son of God. Some friends call me Zeus Junior.
I've got news for you matey, some people call you things but it's not 'Zeus Junior'.
Pull your pants up!
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