GET ME TO THE KIRK IN TIME

(But you will have to walk)

There is a nice wee Kirk up in the foothills not far from Duns which has long been locked into a dispute (or as they say now-has an issue) with the local laird. The church is on his ground-down his tradesman's entrance drive, and quite a way down. Perhaps because of this the Laird has forbidden cars to go to the church, where if they do, they cannot park as the only area reserved for parking (which I suspect once belonged to the kirk) is reserved for his Beaters* when the annual bird slaughtering is in season. Not too much of a hardship perhaps on a nice summers day but when it is hissing down or blowing a gale its a wet and storm tossed congregation which finally reaches the safety of the building. And presumably a real pain at funerals unless the disceased is healthy enough to walk to his own. And equally irksome for marriages and tough on the bride in all her finery.

Its all a bit silly and I suspect long since a matter of personalities rather than policies. The church is only used once or twice a month and I doubt if there is much shooting on the sabbath so I am sure the beaters could manage to let the kirk goers park there for 60 minutes a month. And the Laird has two grand drives to choose from-even with a full church it is unlikely that his tradespeople will be seriously inconvenienced by a mass (npi) of traffic.

Season of Goodwill coming up. Lets see it in practice

* Beaters. No Anxious of Auckland there are not raelly like Beefeaters

(NB Note to Laird-your main entrance notice directs the unnobs to 'Next Gate' Which 'next'?)

Labels: Lairds, Long walk to Kirk

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