As a family and a community we always observe Lenten fasting. This takes different forms; sometimes we give up something; other times we do something extra, something worthwhile and beneficial to both the soul and the community. This year, Beloved Firstborn decided to give up swearing after I advised him calmly that if I heard him say the eff-word once more I would leave his half of the estate to CAFOD. He thought about this and decided to drop a quid into the Missions red box every time he edged CAFOD into pole position. At lunch today we all sat around discussing our Lenten progress.
Mum: So how are you getting on?
Beloved Firstborn: Not good; a week and a half in and I was up to £59...
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