Holy Relics

It can be so easy to offend. Unlike Back Home, here people are genuinely religious and fervently patriotic. Both quite admirable traits. Although I cannot quite get my head around a chocolate crucifix for Easter. The company who makes it are called "Abdullah".

Nevertheless, I was slightly wrong-footed when, at T's "How to be a Princess" Tea-Party ("Come and learn good manners, and wear a pretty dress!") at the local Community Centre, the lady leaned forward and whispered conspiratorially to the girls "You know, we are ALL princesses in God's eyes". Which may be perfectly true, of course, but sort of unexpected, and a little bit creepy in a "don't forget your balloon and Gideon's on the way out" sort-of way.

She got to wear her favourite frock and be with her current best mate though, and was hoping it was going to be a weekly course.