A rest from blogging today in an attempt to regenerate a few brain cells and gain some inspiration. So, together with Mrs Linen, I plan to do a few horticultural type chores and then proceed to a small fishing village on the coast that has a pub serving Reverend James Bitter. There I shall down a glass of the famous bitter and imagine that my son is with us (he is many miles away in Oz).
I am afraid that the Rev is not or was not ever a Catholic; perhaps, one day a brewery will name a beer after one of our blogging priests....."I'll have a pint of Fr Finigan please landlord" or, maybe, "Two pints of Reverend Blake and a half of Fr Simon Henry".
In the meantime, I shall have to make do with a Protestant brew!