Glory Be

by 3arn0wl

In some sort of desperate pilgrimage, the Beau Street fox ran through a choir rehearsal at St. Nick’s this morning, sprinkling his ash-tag as he went.

In a top-C-turvy kinda way, Hezekiah Pratt was looking forward to hearing the most sublime Misery ever written in the Minster this evening.

And in a perpetual state of excitement,  Curate,  Christine Tenning is on the lookout for Fr. James Dean of St. Nick’s coming on his moped to Evening Prayer.

But Mister Bannister,  in the absence of anything better to do,  is fossicking around with the remote,  looking for a half-decent game of footie to watch.

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