While driving, I often listen to News Radio (630 on the AM dial). When they play broadcasts from Parliament time, I tune out. Not that I don’t enjoy the spectacle of apes flinging faeces at one another, but listening to it is rarely as entertaining as getting to watch. The other day, I happened to tune in right at the start and, before I had time to angrily stab the button and switch it back to Classic FM (hey, I might not be 60 yet, but it still beats bubble-gum pop), I noted that they commence each session with the Lord’s Prayer. Some guy with a voice like a bloke from the pub read the following, and placed his stress where I indicate it here in bold:
Our Father, who art in heaven
Hallowed by thy name
Thy kingdom come
Thy will be done
On earth as it is in heaven.
What a schmuck.
Echoes from the Ether: