Monday, March 24, 2008

Good news

The time has come to produce here an anecdote about a gentleman who may, or may not, have been a relative of mine.I am prompted to do this by dear Lin, who has been visited by some nice young people who are under the impression that holidays are related to religious festivals. Strange.

One fine morning, he was sitting at home, pondering the deeper mysteries of the universe, when his reverie was disturbed by a knock on his front door.
“Good morning”, said the young lady who was the knockee, “I’m from St John’s Church”.
“I’m particularly pleased to see you”, was the response.
“Really?”
“Oh yes, you see when I moved in here, I had a little bet with my wife, I was sure that it would be your church whose representative was the first one to call. She said it would be the Baptists.”
“That’s very pleasing, when did you move in?”
“Forty eight years ago”.

12 comments:

Donn said...

What a delightful expose on the quaint timidity and restraint exercised by proselytizationalmalists in the UK.

As you know I'm still waiting for Rastafarians to start making house calls and I keep plenty of munchies on hand just in case.

Kindness said...

me too, Donn, me too... :)

Dave said...

I'm still waiting for a young lady knockee.

Rol said...

Lucky bastard.

Richard said...

One of the teams working the area in which I used to live contained a young Osmond, son of Donny. He had very white teeth.

An acquaintance of mine used to check the sex of the knockee before opening the door. This would then determine whether he would answer the door clothed.

Dyna Girl said...

Sound like my kind of neighborhood. I have the Jehovas and Mormons at my gate all the damn time. I must really look like I need saving.

Carmenzta said...

What Donn said.

Omykiss said...

We get the Jehovas and Mormons too ... very often. If we're not home they even stick leaflets through the door!

I, still, ♥ the views said...

I might learn a thing or two from your gentleman's visitor - I could meet the otherwise unknown neighbours under the guise of a local spiritual advisor. . .

thank you for this useful tip/hint

yours ever, etc

XX

Boz said...

I've only ever had Jehovah's Witnesses. Not a peep from any other kind of religious representative. That's South London for you.

john.g. said...

We only get the damn Jehovas, not that I want any other God botherers anyway!

Lin said...

We didn't move to Topanga to escape kind-hearted, random strangers but they do seem disinclined to haul their messages up the hill. So, for the time being, no must-hear news is being shared on behalf of Geebus or Brigham.

I'd be happy to wait another 45 years for an earnest messenger!