I see we are on confession time. Mrs P and I lived together for a year or so before getting wed........a lot of people in our circle did.
After leaving York we went backpacking in the States. This was at a time when Brits were still a novelty. We rocked up at Gatwick to get the Laker flight to New York, discovered it was only another £10 to fly to LA. Went there instead and called our NY friends to say we might be a bit late.
I digress. Back from NY a couple of months later we went to live in Sparkbrook. Contrast?
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Decided to get married. Met the priest who asked for our addresses. We have the same:
"You mean you live together?"
"Yes"
"In the biblical sense?" - I kid you not!
Save yourself etc. etc......bit late really!
Anyway got over that hurdle. A bit later in the chat Mrs P let on she had a bit of trouble with the concept of immaculate conception and virgin birth. The priest screwed the top back on his pen.......now we are in trouble ran through my mind.........
So we had to go to classes. Both raised Catholics and we have to go to classes. Mrs P undertook to behave and have her views changed!!!! 😄
On the morning of our wedding the priest knocked on the front door to check we were coming.
Sparkbrook. 80s. Bobby Sands. Irish priest. Geeeez Mrs P!!!!