panik: (TS - What?)
That's the second time in a week, once in Withnell, once in Yorkshire. I was, as always, firm but kind, sending them on their way with a smile, refusing to engage in metaphysical debate my Dad used to delight in. He had JW's and Mormons alike fighting to escape from him. A real talent he had for it, once upon a time.

I must say, I've never understood the logic of actively recruiting when you believe there's only so much room. Every scalp you take surely lessens your own chances of getting in. I suppose they look on it as, fresh meat = moving up the queue.

People are strange, religion more so. I'm glad I've never been troubled by such notions.

OK. I have fresh coffee and half a papaya. Making a fresh attempt on the day. Here we go. Oooh, the jasmine smells divine. (heh heh heh).

Mood:: 'relieved' relieved
Music:: Morse playing loudly, on Dad's TV
location: Penistone
panik: (Boosh - OUTRAGE!)
posted by [personal profile] panik at 11:12am on 26/04/2009 under , ,
location: Withnell
Mood:: 'annoyed' annoyed

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