Rt Rev's taking the Bish.
CHRISTMAS is traditionally the time of year that people who normally don't drink make blithering idiots of themselves.
And so it came to pass that the Bishop of Southwark got monumentally rat-arsed after a Christmas party at the Irish Embassy in London, so drunk in fact that he climbed into the back of a Mercedes that wasn't his and started hurling the toys inside the car out of the window. He then injured his head so badly when he staggered out of the car that he wasn't able to wear his mitre for a week.
The Rt Rev Tom Butler initially said he'd been mugged, but the car owner set the record straight.
"I have amnesia," says the Rt Rev Butler in his weasely defence. "I've had extensive tests and they are still ongoing."
Now whoppers of these dimensions from a bishop are worrying. Had he held his hands up and said: "I'm very excited about Christ's forthcoming birthday and had a few too many whiskies to celebrate" then people would have said: "Aaaah ...bless!"
The fact he can't take responsibility for his actions makes one question his suitability for the holy and noble position he holds.
A few too many is forgiveable. But tall tales on this scale are a mortal sin - and say more about the bishop's character than a million word-perfect masses ever could.
What a mug... Butler
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|Publication:||Sunday Mirror (London, England)|
|Date:||Dec 24, 2006|
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