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No poem - it's Sunday, a day off from Lent...

My sermon went well, I think. We saw a hare in the road on the drive back - just gorgeous, with its bright eyes and those long ears.

And then this lot for dinner: going round the table clockwise from my place: Irish, Pakistani, Nepali, English, two Alentejanos, two Dutch, and me, a real mongrel. We had such a good time together, eating curry that was too hot for the Alentejanos and not hot enough for the two from the Indian sub-continent. Brazilian guaraná for those who don't drink alcohol, and lots of laughter as we translated languages back and forth - the Irish guy speaks fluent Urdu, and the rest of us managed in English or Portuguese.