Greasy Lumps (a false lent three)

I gave some stuff up for Lent- having fun basically – and I got accused of being Catholic!

Sometimes I wish I were; it must be brilliant to be able to do stuff that you feel guilty about, go to Confession and then be free to do it again.

But maybe that’s a simplistic view of Catholicism.

It’s probably a simplistic view of guilt.

In fact maybe I’m just simplistic.

I know guilt doesn’t work like that; it gets stored away in great greasy heavy lumps of soul consuming acid.

Sorrow.

Anyway… here’s a fish.