Cuddly ark

We hit the church for a cuddly toy concert. Sing about bears, and unicorns, spiders and monkeys. In hell this probably goes on 24/7 but for less than an hour its quite sweet. The vicarette/ priestess?  hijacks the whole thing for a bit talking about Noah and ’is hark. Apparently, according to the kiddywinks he had a few dinosaurs in there. I think her point had something to do with doves and that the church is a bit like a boat isnt it? And we’re all in it together. But frankly she lost me when she shoved the fifth/sixth squidgy animal into the tea cosy ark. The harlequin elephant also had me guessing.

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I’m enjoying these early beers in Lund. In around 5 on Saturday to meet Rob with a fistful of villagers in hand. We sit in the Red Room right at the back of Arimans in the shadow of the cathedral. Recline in plush red armchairs and gulp at the first Hof organic. Possibly a former professors apartment.
A teddy bears picnic at the Barbican becomes barbequed cuddly toys somehow and Rob gets the giggles. He's in the midst of first baby time so he needs 'em.
Home by 9 and sober by the time i go to bed. Awesome!
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