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God has got a lot more touchy-feelie since I was five. Not in the Vatican sense, if you get my drift. A lot less fire and brimstone, and a bit more fluffy-bunny and sticking-plaster. Much more Newty than OT. Good to see someone reformed.
At Burton-on-the-Wolds Infants’ School in the 1950’s we were apprised of his less appealing, more vengeful, side. Back in his bad old days, God seemed to think nothing of hurling down plagues of all sorts of horrid things on ancient Egyptians at the drop of a hat. He also had a tendency to lob stuff like thundering great fireballs about willy-nilly. And there was the time he flooded the entire planet because of wickedness. I mean, what’s more wicked? Resolving problems quietly over a cup of tea didn’t enter his agenda. Good, old-fashioned table manners were not quite his thing.
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Hey Bryan, I’ve revisited to see if I can download – but this is all I see. I could copy & paste & send to you, but it’s only a couple of paras. I’m truly so, so sorry, Bryan…
Not to worry, Noeleen, and thanks for trying to help. I’ll probably be able to piece if together from the rough draft I stilll have, though I can see I altered it quite a bit.
We can’t get too precious about our writing, and I have lost stuff I spent much more time on before.
I wonder if Shakespeare had the same problem with his quill and vellum?
Ha, love the thought of Shakespeare.
I’m afraid I do get precious about my writing as it draws so much out of me. It cannot be written “like that” again, & while your next effort will draw more from you, no… I don’t like repeating! I admire your ability to let go. Hell, I need a lesson in that, I now realise.
You always have me smile… LOVE THAT CUTE PIC OF YOU!