A new vicar had taken over at the small village church of St Gregory and he was eager to make a good impression…

A new vicar had taken over at the small village church of St

Gregory and he was eager to make a good impression. After

the service, the congregation emerged from the church and

each shook hands with the vicar.

“Lovely sermon,” said one.

“It really made me stop and think,” said another.

All of a sudden, a rather scruffy man appeared and as he

shuffled past he mumbled, “Load of bollocks.”

Determined not to be affected by this, the vicar carried on

greeting his parishioners.

“Splendid sermon,” they said, “thank you very much”.

“Quite inspiring.”

The vicar beamed gratefully.

“Absolute crap, call himself a vicar?” came the mumbling of

the scruffy man as he passed the vicar again. This time, the

vicar was more upset and the situation worsened as the man

kept appearing and making comments.

“Bored to tears”, “not worth listening to”, “what a prat!”

The vicar could take it no longer. He turned to one of the

congregation and pointed out the scruffy man.

“Oh, you mustn’t worry about old Ned, Vicar,” said a kindly

old woman.

“He’s not right in the head, he just goes around repeating

what everyone else has said.”

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