In the hope that we may be spared the forthcoming conflagration, while the rest of the world burns, today is officially a Day of Rolling in Ashes.
Now I know that in the past we have kept our ceremonies generally cheerful. But this is a bit different so let's get down there and grovel. Whatever it is we're grovelling to.
8 am - Wailing
8.30 am - Gnashing of Teeth
9 am - Rolling in Ashes
9.30 am - Grovelling
10.00 am - Snivelling
10.30 - Blaming the Baptists
11.00 am - Blaming the Atheists
11.30 am - Blaming the U.N.
12 mid-day - Blaming Delia Smith
12.30 - Weeping
13.00 - Shuddering
13.30 - Imposition of Ashtrays
14.00 - Ducking & Diving
14.30 - Reading the Runes
15.00 - Wishing we hadn't
15.30 - Gnarling (temporarily re-instated)
16.00 - Apologies
17.00 - Early withdrawal to the White Horse for the night. Well, we might as well.
Dress code: Sack-cloth.
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