... my invisible friend? A door-to-door salesman came to our house this afternoon, he was selling a god, the Catholic god in this case. Apparently we live in a parish, I'd never really thought about it before, so I googled it. And yes, we live in the parish of Leichhardt, the church is St Fiacre (patron saint of gardeners), which is Capuchin (apt for Leichhardt, the cappuccino was named after them, but then so were capuchin monkeys) and was build/established in 1887. It's a rather nice looking sandstone church, or it was until some dickhead added the fugly brick tower/steeple. That bit should be knocked down, it's hideous. 
(picture pre-ghastly addition, thanks to Co.As.It.).
(picture pre-ghastly addition, thanks to Co.As.It.). Anyway, Mr Brown was very polite (he always is polite, to begin with, but don't push it), he said "no thank you" and "good luck with that" and the little god botherer gave him a book mark and went away.
He was, at least, better behaved than one of those telecommunications or utilities salespeople - they try to argue with you when you say no thank you.
I cannot help but wonder why the picture is upside down.
He was, at least, better behaved than one of those telecommunications or utilities salespeople - they try to argue with you when you say no thank you.
I cannot help but wonder why the picture is upside down.
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Yes. Upside down would surely be some kind of devilish sign or something just as sinister, no?
I had a god botherer too. Mine was from the JV's tho, and I answered the door while talking on the phone (she couldn't get a word in edgeways - poor dear ...) & she shoved a pamphlet in my hand. It mysteriously found it's way into the round file (aka rubbish bin).
Funny how that happens.
ooh, I'm using mine. I'm still reading Dawkin's God Delusion, I think it's quite the perfect bookmark!
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