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Date: 08 August 2006 17:29:38
It's the way forward, let me tell you.
Went out to get lunch, came back clutching large box from Patisserie Paul.
"Chocolate, lemon or raspberry?" I enquire of my colleagues.
"What?"
"Chocolate, lemon or raspberry?" I repeat, brandishing aforementioned box under their noses.
"What's this in aid of?"
"Feast of St Dominic, founder of the Dominican order. Have a cake."
Well, it's nicer that bellowing at them through a megaphone...
Speaking of which, I really must start the Rosamundi Tea & Bun Ministry for Miserable Street Preachers - there's one near my local tube station who stands there and recites, endlessly, in a flat monotone "repent and believe, or burn in Hell for ever." Um. I think there's a tiny bit more to it than that.
"Jesus loves you and wants you to be happy, so He asked me to give you this cup of tea and a bun because He's fed up of you being such a misery-kitten." For particularly depressing street preachers, the bun will be spiked with the sort of toffee that gums your jaw together and feels like it's going to pull your teeth out by the roots when you try and open your mouth.