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Sunday 9th April 2006
      
. . . and so we went to morning mass instead of the evening one. I'm not sure why. It was weird. They weren't ringing the bells, which confused the hell out of us. We thought we were late or had got the time completely wrong. Then, when we got in, they were handing out bits of plant matter. "Erm, no thanks," I muttered, as I struggled with the pram, heading for our 'usual' spot, over on the left side, near the back. M**** explained it was palm, and something to do with showing honour/respect to Jesus, as in laying palm branches down in his path. "So no connection with Palmolive soap?" No. "and nothing to do with palm oil either then?" No. As ever, a quick internet search (obviously not possible at the time) would have sorted things out - hence. So yeah . . . and loads of people turned up, but it was quite a show . . . .lots of stirring organ music, children singing, strange dead plants, a long story about Jesus forsaking someone, or someone or something forsaking Jesus . . . I forget now. P'raps someone forgot about Jesus and hence he thought he was forsaken. I'm not sure. Anyway, doesn't matter. Me and A****** ran out early, as it got on for an hour and they were still going on about stuff. We headed up for the Ashton Memorial (the cafe thereof) and M**** met us there about twenty/thirty minutes later. That afternoon, we went over to Halton. Sam and Jackie met us at the Greyhound and then we went for a walk along a path following the river Lune.
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