He is essentially a slightly oddly shaped Labrador.
My children are descended from him!
Exciting news in a somewhat exhausting week!
Astonishingly, I had not read 'The Body's Grace' until today. That lack now remedied, which is an *unexpected* result of US political madness...
I still fondly remember the fringe benefits of letting the church hall to a local Sikh group...
Perhaps there should be posters in theological colleges: Consider urban ministry! The parish lunches will be much better!
Actually, that sounds pretty good to me. At least some of the dishes have encountered flavouring...
I still cherish the memory of M at the buffet following N's christening. Not sure he'd ever encountered the Church of England Buffet before.
As for any kind of ingredient labelling for those with allergies...
And potato salad, for the Holy Trinity of carbohydrates. But not potato salad a German would recognise.