My Conversion to Christianity

Back in 2014, I wrote a post in which I briefly mentioned some religiously-related events in my life and promised I would expand on them at a later date. I never did because “other topics” seemed more important, more interesting, and/or more pressing.

However, prompted by a comment and some questions made by rawgod on that old post, I decided to FINALLY fulfill my promise and write about my conversion to Christianity. Some of it may be “old news” as I made reference to the event in my book, and I think I’ve also related a bit of it in various blog comments. In any event, here’s the story.

Technically, I was not raised in church. There was a brief time when I was very young (4? 5?) that I was exposed to Catholicism — primarily to satisfy my father’s parents who were very (!) devout Catholics. He himself did not attend church and my mother wasn’t at all religious. Fortunately (I say now), one of the “Sisters” in catechism class treated me quite badly one day and that ended my participation in the Catholic faith.

Religion entered the picture again in my teenage years when I was invited to attend church services (Lutheran and Congregational) by a couple of my girlfriends. I found the experiences boring and declined any future invitations.

My next exposure came when I was in my early 20’s after marrying my first husband. Although he was not religious, his parents were. They rarely attended church but his father NEVER failed to read the bible EVERYDAY. In any event, my relationship with them was not how I eventually became a Christian.

It actually happened rather indirectly through association with a married couple that were friends of my husband. It had become a fairly regular occurrence for them to come to our house for dinner and we would sit around afterwards and chat. Oddly, on more than one occasion, we would get on the topic of religion. Ordinarily, I wouldn’t have been interested, but the wife was a lapsed Nazarene and she often shared some of her more amusing church experiences. Then one night, for whatever reason, we began discussing the Book of Revelation (the last book of the bible) with its strange — and frightening — “end-time” events.

Since I had never been exposed to these stories, I have to tell you they made me very uncomfortable. Even so, I wanted to know more — so in between our get-togethers, I dug out the bible I had purchased many years before (simply because it had a white cover with gold lettering and I thought it was “pretty”) and started reading. Unfortunately, some of what I read was even scarier than what we had covered in our discussions and I became more and more anxious.

Eventually, my discomfort became so great that I approached my mother-in-law about my feelings. She obviously could see how deeply affected I was so she arranged for me to meet with the pastor of a Pentecostal church they occasionally attended.

As I sat down with “Brother and Sister” Weston (name has been changed) in their living room, I immediately began questioning them about all that I’d heard and read. They listened for awhile and answered a few questions, but eventually “Brother” (Pastor) Weston commented, “You can’t understand a story by reading the last chapter.”

He then went on to talk about Jesus, who he was, why he came, and how he could change my life. All of this was totally new to me and I absorbed it like a dry, thirsty sponge. Needless to say, by the time our meeting was over, I had prayed the “sinner’s prayer” and tearfully “accepted Christ into my heart.”

As I walked out their front door after our meeting, little did I know how drastically my life was going to change! Was it for the better? I thought so for 15-plus years.

But life is full of changes, is it not?

Here is where I am today.

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68 thoughts on “My Conversion to Christianity

  1. A revealing personal story Nan. Thank you for sharing it here and obviously in your book as well.

    Your full story can certainly benefit many who try and try to get straight and thorough, Independently supported answers from their ministers, clergy, theologians, etc, or the Holy Bible, but in the end are fed circular and shallow, ambiguous answers that never add up and never will. 🙂 And of course those stubborn loyalist (with blind “faith”) will give the part-n-parcel excuse that you were never a True Christian ™ in the first place and the Holy Spirit never filled your heart and soul either at conversion or some unknown, random, later date. Who knows, right!? LOL

    And supposedly the “Holy Spirit” is the KEY to gaining divine esoteric knowledge, miraculous experiences, and “extraordinary exegetical and FINAL hermeneutical superpowers to fully, spiritually read & understand God’s Word/Scriptures.” Naturally, none of these powers are available to pagans or non-Christians, and even some professing Christians too! I guess in the end, nobody knows who is chosen or elected until it is way too late, huh? Hahahahaha!!! 😉 😛

    Fear is a very effective tool/mechanism to manipulate people into certain action and behaviors. Christianity CERTAINLY does not have that market cornered and despite what their elitist brains/emotions tell them, they can never have the market cornered! Otherwise, after 2,100+ years the religion would be totally dominant around the globe. But in fact it is continually shrinking.

    Thank you again for sharing this Ma’am. OH! And welcome back to humanity and the good life!!! ❤ 😈

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  2. Hello Nan. Life is a journey. Some people have a journey with no curves, no turns, no surprises, and they experience nothing new on their life journey. I think your life journey had some curves, turns, surprises, and you experienced many new wonderful things. I know which life I think is more worth the living and desirable. I think your journey has been helpful not only for you, but for those who get to share your thoughts seasoned with the many adventures you have had in the journey of life. Best wishes. Hugs

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  3. I also appreciate your sharing this, Nan.

    Regarding Pastor Weston’s “rebuke” that one can’t understand a story by reading the last chapter, I would like to remark that I have read the biblical story (at least, most of what is reasonably readable) in the prescribed order, and I soon gave up because I did learn something concrete, namely that it contains nothing to be understood – every sentence of it is just to be taken or to be left.

    Let me not omit to wish you all the best for your permanent journey during the coming year!
    .-

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  4. ”I absorbed it like a dry, thirsty sponge and that is a huge part of converting many people that had no spiritual leanings. The mind must be fed and filled with knowledge. If not it will even make up its own stories and facts. Your indifference it seems primed your mind to be filled—with anything.

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    • You pretty much nailed it. As I said in my answer to Ark’s comment, I was young and naïve. My limited exposure to Christianity left my psyche wide open. Thank goodness it’s closed now. 😉

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  5. Ditto, Nan. You were freaking out on fear, and found what sounded like a safe refuge, only to discover the safety was not for you, but for the people you were supposedly being rescued by. The more people they “rescued from the jaws of the devil” the better they felt. Well, you looked into the abyss, and found it wanting. You are a very strong person, Nan. Enjoy your journey.

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      • Religion is never funny, unless the believer insists on saying the same thing over and over expecting repitition to convince the non-believer, wearing the non-believer down through frustration. Maybe that worked on them, so they expect it to work on others. To me, that is ridiculous funny. But it is also irritating.

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        • It is annoying. I think I would like to switch gears and just point out the human gullibility factor, confirmation bias and prison camp brainwashing techniques. Awareness of the quirks of human nature can maybe at least raise the question—have I been duped? Nothing is really worth cementing in your mind unless it can be demonstrated. Very, very little is accurate and hardly worth closing your mind over.

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          • Until you can ask, Have I been duped, you have no reason to suspect you are being played, so most people go straight to the writing things in concrete step. This is why it is so hard to try to change somebody’s mind.
            But I am preaching to the deconverted. We all already know this. Those that don’t know this cannot even think about what we see. They know they are right, even when they are not!

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    • You mean my “Christian friends?” C’mon, sklyjd, you know and I know these people are friends only “in the spirit.” Once you depart the confines of “the church” and begin living a normal life, they drop like flies.

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      • So very true Nan. It’s sad. I was explicitly and implicitly deemed a traitor of the highest sort because of my years in seminary, church ministries, a deacon, and annual missionary — assorted badges of honor or deployments, if you will, across my chest — and (supposedly?) very close to many of them. Once I went over to the world, the Darkside and Satan’s realm, they could have nothing to do with me, whether verbalized or not. The full complete detachment by 1994 was quite clear in a matter of 1-2 years. Today? It’s like I’m on another planet. 😏😄

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      • Sorry, I apologise Nan if it seemed like an insensitive dumb question, and it certainly is now that I reread it, however what made me ask was that I read an ex-pastors site Bruce Gerencser who has done many posts on his experiences of leaving the church and one of the most ugly events to me was how many so called friends wanted nothing of him or even years later still send him abusive emails etc. And of course, I was interested on your experience on this.

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        • Hey … no apologies necessary! I felt I got the point of your comment … and hope you did the same with my response.

          And I didn’t think it was insensitive because it’s true! Those that were once seen as prayerful, righteous and pure are suddenly viewed as ungodly, immoral, and perfidious!

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  6. I am surprised that as a level-headed person you were upset by the nonsense of anything in the bible.
    My mother is as devout as they come, but not only has she never tried to ”preach” to me but she would never dare entertain any sort of discussion with her eldest either for fear of the outcome.

    So it is with all due respect, if you were feeling very uncomfortable , in itself somewhat odd to my mind, why on earth did you approach your MIL, who you identified as religious, rather your husband who you say was not?

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    • C’mon Ark. Remember — this all happened MANY years ago when I was young and naïve. Further, as I pointed out in my post, my exposure to religion was pretty much nil, so I was easily persuaded that these horrible events were actually going to take place. Also, if you recall, they were all supposed to happen to “non-believers,” which at the time included ME! Trust me when I tell you it created no small amount of fear in my psyche.

      I went to my MIL for the simple reason she WAS religious. I wanted/needed someone that I felt could answer my questions and ease my fears. My husband was as much in the dark as I was.

      Yes, my outlook has changed tremendously over the years, so I can understand why it might seem odd to you that I could have been “taken in.” Just be assured … it will never happen again.

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      • Well, I guess we are all different. I accept your naivety, but it still seems odd to me that you would countenance such garbage as an adult who had not been exposed / indoctrinated.
        But it takes all sorts.
        I went to church and did the whole Sunday school thing but I never bought into any of the miracle stuff even as a kid.

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        • Ark … have you ever read the Book of Revelation? Particularly the last part where the angels are blowing the trumpets? We’re not talking “miracle stuff” (good things) here … we’re talking nasty, scary stuff! The very fact that I had NOT been exposed made it all the easier for me to believe it could actually happen.

          We’re all different. Some people, like yourself and Mary, were never “taken-in.” Others are hesitant, a bit reluctant, and need a little prodding, but eventually accept the fantasy. Still others (like Ben and myself) simply fall into it hook, line, and sinker. And getting out involves the same dynamics. Some can simply walk away and never look back, while others struggle.

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          • I read the bible – all of it – as an adult. As a child I was only exposed to the usual stuff., primarily Adam and Eve, Moses Noah and Jesus meek and mild (Gag).

            But I never doubted the historicity of someone like Moses, (though I completely disregarded all miraculous nonsense) until I began researching.
            I never heard/bothered with Revelation until in my forties.
            But I must be perfectly honest, knowing the type of person I am, in hindsight I cannot imagine me believing it at any stage.
            As you say – we’re all different.

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            • If I may Ark, to reiterate what you and Nan have agreed upon, “we’re all different” is the operative description I think that just can’t be standardized. Like Nan, I was sporadically exposed to church growing up primarily from a few aunts, uncles, and those cousins who were more regular church-goers. But my parents did not raise us Christian in the least. In fact, as I got into my teen years, my father happily volunteered large amounts of info, history, philosophy, and facts about “church,” God, the Bible, and Christianity, much of it negative, unfounded, and borderline absurd. He was an Agnostic as best I can surmise. A mechanical engineer too, so very well educated by comparisons in the 1940’s – 1950’s and in Texas, if you can imagine the average level of education obtained in those decades. 😉 (bear with me a minute while I jump back-n-forth in my history)

              Yet, when I got to my 2nd year of university, and more informed and educated about Christianity due to my university being a private, Presbyterian-affiliated liberal arts school, the one facet of the faith-religion that could not be fully and empirically determined was the actions or recognition of the living or alive Holy Spirit. Today, the only “tangible” means to know and understand “the Good News Story” is twofold: A) the Holy (invisible) Spirit, and B) the Bible, i.e. the 4th-century CE canonical Bible.

              Therefore, since B is literal, readable, touchable, etc, that wasn’t my problem in 1983. If I really, REALLY wanted to test this spirit “God” and (possibly) discover firsthand how he works in this modern world, I was going to have to give it a whirl, a bonafide genuine try so He could indeed show Himself. For me, that was going to be the only way I could decide for myself about this invisible paranormal thing. So I jumped! I swan-dived into that unpredictable Sea of ______________! (fill-in the blank) 😋

              That was about 11 full-time years of my life. You know the rest… it’s history now. As it turns out, in the end even Christians or “True Christians ™ “must use the (inerrant?) 4th-century CE canonical Bible and New Testament to test whether that Holy Spirit is the TRUE Holy Spirit ™ or not! It’s f*ckin’ maddening Ark, I tell ya! 😵

              “We’re all different” and travel different paths to the same conclusion, eventually. Death. And now I know life and death go hand in hand. Neither deserve so much fear, if any! 🤩

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            • You see, this – Swan Diving into it – would never have entered my thought processes.
              For me, there was nothing to ”test’ -, other than to expose the nonsense of it – even if I had the inclination to do so, which I didn’t.
              Thus,your story suggests – to me at least – that there was more to your
              passive indoctrination, and I wonder if you weren’t subjected to subtle ”prods” from Believing Students/colleagues, something I was never exposed to.

              That you ”allowed” this Swan Dive to last for 11 years is baffling to me, truly baffling.

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            • I understand completely Ark. In fact, it not only confuses me in hindsight, but also concerns me too. 😄 I am somewhat of a risk-taker, a bit of a gambler so to speak, but not reckless. But don’t verify that from my past footballing teammates. They’ll tell you some ridiculous stories and tales. HAH! One apropos quote I’ve always related to very well…

              If you done it, it ain’t bragging.— Walt Whitman

              And meanwhile you know something(s) factual and personal about it too. 🙂

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        • I had the same experience, even as a kid in Sunday school I could not believe any of the rubbish I was hearing, and I was even more amazed that grown up people believed it and were teaching it. This was long before I knew squat about biological evolution or Darwin.

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  7. Come on, Ark, go easy on Nan. Her life is her life, just like yours is yours, and mine is mine. Nan did what she needed to do at the time. Even if she had stayed a believer, that would have been because she needed to. You didn’t need it, good for you. I got over it as a child and young man, good for me. Nan needed to do it as an adult. Good for her. If you have to judge her, judge her by her standards, not yours. Please.

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      • I get where you are coming from Ark. Maybe you and I have touched on this before. I was younger than Nan when I prayed the sinner’s prayer. A few years ago my mother was incredulous that I ever believed the story of the flood and Noah. Literally looked at me like I was a fruit loop for ever believing such a thing. (This while she believes people transport themselves back and forth to Neptune – a whole other story). She asked how I could believe such a thing. I told her no one told me different.

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        • blockquote>no one told me different.

          How did you figure out Santa Claus was not real?

          When you sat in front of the TV and watched a Nature Documentary did you never ask yourself how Kangaroos (for example) found their way to the ark?

          I remember watching an Attenborough show on BBC 2 at a neighbour’s house when I was 13. They had colour TV while we still had a black and white set. My brother and I used to pop next door every Sunday in the afternoon.
          It was a documentary on sloths from South America and I remember wondering how on earth such creatures could possibly have made it to the ark and how come no-one had ever pointed out just how stupid such a story was.

          I didn’t need anyone to tell me different, it just seemed common sense.

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          • Ark, I know what you mean but I think that most of us who were brought up just believed what our parents told us. I took my own children to church – even taught Sunday School for over 10 years – because that’s what my parents did. I honestly thought it was the responsible thing to do as a parent. Part of their education. Out of the four children, only one has told me that she never believed a thing she learned at church/Sunday School. She said she used to sit there and think, “This is just stupid!”. One in four, Ark. The other three didn’t reject all of it until they went off to University. Then one started questioning me. . . 🙂

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          • My mom told me Ark. I didn’t ask her. She told me. I was in first grade and I figure she thought she’d better tell me. Then she told me not to tell my younger brother and sister. I did not. What she didn’t know is, my brother just in the other room, heard her tell me. He then told my little sister. Then went over to our couch, pulled the lever, which lifted it up to reveal the presents being stored under the couch. Then my dad caught my brother showing us and bagged up all the toys in front of us, put us in the car and drove us back to the store and we stood at the check-out as dad handed the bag of toys back to the cashier. Then he loaded us back into the car and took us home.

            My dad watched cartoons on Saturday mornings.

            Picture yourself, born into a world that lacks common sense. That was my world. I’ve been told it was my common sense that kept me alive. From my current vantage point I think my common sense just about killed me.

            Yes. I always wondered about everything there was to wonder about.

            Part of my brain took leave Ark for safety reasons. Besides, if God could create in 6 days the universe as we know it, he can get the sloth and the kangaroo to the ark. Trauma played a roll in all of this.

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      • I’m not baffled at all. The journey she took confirmed her original direction, and she is now a lot stronger for that sidetrack. Each one of us gets where we are in our own way. Are you “gob smacked” Trump is an azzhat? Or that Putin is always pouting? Nan isjust a person, not a perfect god. She went where life took her. As do most people in this world…
        Peace.

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        • I generally don’t follow politics. But no, I am not gob smacked that Trump is an arse hat, though his election speaks volumes about the level of intellect of the electorate and the dire need to teach critical thinking skills.

          I never suggested that Nan was not ”just a person”, and I can’t understand why you are sounding a bit hot under the collar for either?

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          • You wrote three separate comments to Nan, which she answered, but you couldn’t seem to accept her answer. I just thought it was a bit overdone. Now this has become another series of comments Maybe you worship Nan, or are in love with her, so cannot accept that she took to christianity for awhile. You cannot change the fact that she did. I could not see why you didn’t let it go after the first comment, and especially after the second comment. The third one got to me. I’m not hot under the collar, I’m just wondering why you could not accept the truth as she gave it to you. That’s all.

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            • Maybe you worship Nan, or are in love with her, so cannot accept that she took to christianity for awhile.

              Well, she has always come across as a very nice person, but I’m reasonably sure she would forgive me for not openly expressing my undying love on an open forum such as this.
              Furthermore, if I did, her partner might consider she keeps some rather strange company!
              Maybe you’d like to reconsider your
              comment?

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            • And when you saw your comment on the screen didn’t you realise that it was a rather silly thing to write?

              I responded to those who commented or who addressed me directly.
              Everyone has a tale to tell regarding their deconversion.
              As I noted somewhere on the thread. Trauma of one form or another seems to play a pivotal role when it comes to conversions, especially in adults.
              I don’t doubt Nan’s integrity or her honesty for a second, I just found her conversion weird, that’s all. But reading further on the thread she mentioned her Mormon neighbour. So this was likely another aspect.

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  8. Thanks for sharing your story. I once tried to accept Jesus into my heart, but he only got as far as my pocket. From there I could feel his grubby little hands constantly grabbing for my wallet. Thus, I tossed him out and immediately started eating Christian infants and became the godless, monstrously evil, rotten, atheistic SOB I am today. $Amen$

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  9. Well, for you non-beliebers there’s always Scientology….. kidding! It seems all religions are necessary, to the extent that it provides a construct for experiencing that aspect of life. Raising consciousness thru our polarity experiment is a fascinating trip. Glad to hear you dropped out and “graduated”, now’s a great time to dive within. Cheers!

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  10. Nan: He then went on to talk about Jesus, who he was, why he came, and how he could change my life. All of this was totally new to me and I absorbed it like a dry, thirsty sponge. Needless to say, by the time our meeting was over, I had prayed the “sinner’s prayer” and tearfully “accepted Christ into my heart.”

    Zoe: When I think about it Nan, the book of Revelation isn’t the end. It’s the beginning of many a Christian story. That Pastor did what was typical. Start with the fear, then work back to the love to smooth it all over. Suddenly the book of Revelation isn’t so scary anymore.

    I think in hind-sight what is interesting to me is this: Why is it that we accepted that the people who told us the story knew what they were talking about? And the use of the term “dry, thirsty sponge” makes me think, why were you thirsty? Is this perhaps where Ark does his wondering about so many of us? Is there more to our stories? Was there something in our lives that made us vulnerable? I know for me there was, and I wonder if Ark is thinking that too.

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    • Exactly! Prey on the individual’s emotional vulnerabilities.

      Which is why I couldn’t understand why anyone who was not religious would have any sort of serious negative reaction – / fear/ feeling decidedly uncomfortable about the content of Revelations.
      Maybe as a child. But as an adult?
      If one was never religious why on earth would one even pander to such nonsense?
      I cannot see someone reacting in such a way if they read the Qur’an, or some other religious text.

      John Z describes how he was mauled by a kangaroo after his confirmation/communion. He was a kid. Up to that point he was fully on board if memory serves. But immediately after his run in with the Roo he kicked God in the unmentionables there and then.

      And this is why I used the term baffled.

      I also think Prof’s reason for Swan Diving into religion for 11 years just to apparently test the waters about as nuts as it comes.

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      • As far as anyone being ‘as nuts as it comes’ I think we all have aspects of our lives of which this would be a descriptor. (And no, I’m not revealing my own proclivities in this regard!) 🙂

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        • (And no, I’m not revealing my own proclivities in this regard!)

          I should flaming well hope not! This is a family blog after all.
          Living in South Africa which tends to get quite warm at times I keep my proclivities covered at all times, especially outdoors.

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      • Arkenaten — not trying to start another argument here, but I’m curious whether you’ve ever lived in the United States for any length of time. My impression is that you spent most of your life in Britain before moving to South Africa. In the US, religion permeates culture to an extent I think most people in Europe would find hard to imagine, and this was even more true at the time Nan is talking about. It’s much easier to feel beset with the nagging feeling that yes, there must be something to all those scary Bible stories, when you live in a place where belief in them is so pervasive as opposed to a more secular European country where religion is more like just an option some segment of society is into and everybody else can take it or leave it.

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        • No. Never lived in the US.
          I was drawn to this in the post …
          He ( Dad) himself did not attend church and my mother wasn’t at all religious.
          and this …
          Since I had never been exposed to these stories, (revelation) I have to tell you they made me very uncomfortable.

          and this …

          So to feel ”very uncomfortable” after hearing about revelations strikes me as baffling.

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            • I am sure it does. Culture is part and parcel of what we are.
              But there was an apparent complete lack of interest until the ”Revelation” episode with her ex-Nazarene buddy.
              If prior to this incident no interest was shown, then it seems reasonable to find it odd that such nonsense would cause such an ”emotional whiplash”
              After all, how uncomfortable would you feel if someone read a passage from the Qur’an about what happens to Infidels?
              And this is what I found baffling.

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            • Ark … obviously, I didn’t include every detail of my conversion experience. I revealed what I considered the most compelling reason(s) why I “accepted Jesus.” In essence, it was a combination of ALL my life happenings that influenced my actions.

              Just as it’s your experiences that draw you to watching the FA cup. 😛

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        • Thank you, Infidel. Your point is well made!

          Even though I didn’t attend any church or have any religious inklings, Christianity (and all that entails) was/is everywhere. In fact, your comment reminded me that a Mormon lady lived next door to us and had often spoken to me about her faith. So yes, the exposure was there. And as I explained to Zoe, I was vulnerable.

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    • I think you’ve probably hit on something, Zoe, when you ask … “why were you thirsty?” I think it essentially goes to our individual personalities. And upbringing undoubtedly plays a role as well. Without going too deeply into my personal history, let me just say this — I was adopted as a baby and was an only child. My adoptive parents, while taking good care of me and providing me with a better-than-average lifestyle, gave me only minimal affection.

      Now none of this may seem unusual. Lots of kids are raised in similar conditions. But each of us is affected differently. For me, when the pastor told me how much Jesus loved me (and you know they’re very good at this), it was like a whole new world opened up. So yes. I was most definitely vulnerable.

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      • For me Nan, it all had to do with a charismatic minister. He was like a father I never had; someone to look up to when I had a very dim view of most men. My father was an alcoholic; this guy was a reformed one — someone who had straightened himself out. I so admired him. Also, anyone who has ever been part of a church knows that the ‘family’ aspect of it fills a void for many people.

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        • YES!!

          BTW, my adoptive father was also an alcoholic, but a “functioning” one. Interestingly, I never realized this about him when I was a child. It wasn’t until I was several years into adulthood that it dawned on me. Hard to believe, I know, but sometimes when we’re children, we see only the best in our parents.

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  11. Ark, if you’d like to be enlightened by a true believer, you might want to go head-to-head with an over-zealous lady by the name of Diana, on JZ’s blog – thread “The Greatest Religious Question Never Answered” (or something like that). We’ve been having a conflab since yesterday. I know you’ll fall right in love with her. . . 🙂

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    • Oh the gods … not Diana!
      Had several run-ins with her. I think she does a bit of part-time Jobbing for Satan – you know, identifying the ones who will make ideal playthings for the fire and brimstone brigade.

      She makes Mel look like warm milk and cookies.
      I’ll pop over for a few minutes. The FA cup is on just now ….

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