Padre Patrick, deposed priest (due to swapping Altar wine for 180% proof moonshine at Mass), and now artisan fish-paste maker, is on unofficial shunting duties today helping Andrew and his Barclay locomotive around the colliery sidings.
Though curiously when Patrick was in charge of Sunday evening Mass it was hugely popular, so much so that they’d often queue for miles to get in to the church. Well, from The Miners Arms anyway.
Lack of maintenance, means that throwing a point (switch for my ‘Merican viewers) is always a bit of a lottery, so Patrick always says a little prayer to help it on its way.
This is usually followed by quite unsuitable language, of the type that I can’t reproduce here, for as regulars will know, this is a family page, with some of you being as young as 73 and still living with Mother.
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