Well you see, Daphne’s subscription to the Daily Telegraph ran out and I haven’t got around to renewing it yet. Things are a bit skew whiff at the vicarage while Mrs Vicar is up north helping her cousin. Things not as ship shape and Bristol fashion as they once were, so Lavinia and Georgie have taken to popping in of an evening–usually with some lentil soup, a loaf of whole wheat and wedge of cheese. Not really to my taste, but if you wash it down with a glass of something it’s not too bad. Anyway, they left their copy of the Guardian, and I couldn’t help seeing that the government is planning some new piece of legislation that will make it illegal for the Romans to exclude women from the priesthood.