I went to church on Christmas Eve and ran into a rather disapproving, look-down-your-nose sort of lady among the many other kinds of church ladies. It has prompted a poem I'm working on. I'll try to remember to come back here and post it when I'm done.

Does anyone else want to share church-lady or church-going observations?

Alas, the manmade god and I have parted ways and I've moved on to more spiritual realms without the Catholic-sanctioned er, protected, pedophiles.

Not really my area of expertise, Deb, but still...

From what I've seen, a church lady is an instrument devised by a fancy hat as a means of getting out and about at weekends.

Quote from: Jo Bannister on January 05, 2023, 09:52:28 AMFrom what I've seen, a church lady is an instrument devised by a fancy hat as a means of getting out and about at weekends.

Damned cunning, some of those hats.  Even if they are daft enough to think Sunday outings will ripen the plastic fruit adornments

It's good to know I'm not alone in my musings.  ;-)

We all have our moments.  Even the 'Church Ladies' probably have strange thoughts from time to time.