I GET THAT VAGUE, IRRITATING FEELING LIKE SOMEONE IS AFTER ME, LIKE WHOEVER IT IS COMMING FOR ME, GETTING UNCOMOFRTABLY CLOSE .
LIKE GOD, YOU MEAN?
WELL, NOT GOD EXACTLY, A HUMAN BREATHING IN MY EAR
THIS IS HOW IT WAS. I WANDERED INTO A CHURCH INCOGNITO — NO DOG COLLAR TO CHAF AGAINST MY TENDER SKIN BRINGING UP INFLAMED SPOTS (By the way did you know that in the old days, High Church Clerics (high and crazy) wore very thin collars? Middle of the road Church Clergy (broad and hazy) wore average size? and Low Church (low and lazy) wore very wide collars — about 2inches thick(Pity for a priest with a short neck I always thought.
ANYWAY AS I WAS SAYING, AFTER THE SERVICE, WHILE I WAS BROWSING THOUGH THE TAT AT THE BACK OF THE CHURCH A SIDESMAN WAS PUTTING THE HYMN BOOKS AWAY AND SINGING ONE OF THEOSE DREADFUL EVANGELICAL HYMNS. EVERY TIME HE SAID THE WORD ‘SAVIOUR’ OR ‘JESUS’ HE BELLOWED IN MY EAR. MUST HAVE THOUGHT I HAD WANDERED OFF THE NARROW PATH AND NEEDED REMINDING.
AND THAT’S WHAT ‘gets my goat’ WHY CAN’T THESE KIND, WELL MEANING PEOPLE LEAVE ME ALONE?
OR WAS IT GOD? HE CAN BE AN AWFUL NUISANCE SOMETIMES. SO VERY INCONVENINT.