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Fowl Habits Home Truths doing what it does best - tying up all those loose ends in your life into a neat and in this case, a rather poignant, conclusion... Last week, we told the story of a rubber chicken that made itself manifest - and thereby caused great consternation - at a Mass in Montserrat. To recap for a moment - a slightly confused trainee priest, Gareth Thomas, was invited to a fancy dress party in Barcelona and went along as a Holy Fool complete with bells and chicken. Gareth (pictured left, without, sadly, his rubbery pal)partied all night and then decided Mass would be a good idea. With his party accessories and favours secreted about his person and his bright yellow rubber chicken wrapped, for some reason in a pocket handkerchief and thrust deep into a pocket of his Grey Friar's habit, Gareth drew nigh unto the altar, sneezed, pulled out his hankie and inadvertently discharged a large yellow Rubber Chicken into the religious community. Gareth subsequently abandoned all thoughts of Holy Orders and became a teacher. But, whither the rubber chicken? Clive Baker e-mailed us with the fate of the fowl... Just to let you know the fate of the Rubber Chicken. I was at the party in Barcelona that night though sadly not at Montserrat the following day! But the Rubber Chicken was given to my son Robbie, now 12, and ended its days here in North Berwick where it caused endless hours of amusement, its origin being a talking point for years afterwards. It was eventually chucked out with all the other bits and pieces that seem to collect at the bottom of a child's toy box until they are ready for the tip. Aaah. Stories of possessions which have
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