Yea, the sparrow hath found an house, and the swallow a nest for herself, where she may lay her young, even thine altars, O Lord of hosts, my King, and my God.
I have a friend, whom I've not seen in donkey's years, who sings Danny Boy wonderful, and hits that top note like anything. But only after a few drinks.
Thinking of you and Mel, Peter. Hope you're well.
(Fr. Blake put a muppet vid up today, so I thought it was the official United Nations Post a Muppet Video to Your Blog Day)
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