Not something you expect to find in your washing
To put it mildly, the weather hasn't been very good this summer.
This means it's pelted down with rain just about every day from August to today.
Naturally, the homeless guys and girls at Crossline have been asking if we've got any clothes with hoods we can give out. So when I overheard someone saying that a certain hoodie had been hanging around the church for months and hadn't been claimed, I said I knew some wet people who could give it a good home.
Took it home and put it in the wash. It was my Mum who was sorting through the washing (not because I can't do my own washing, I hasten to add, but there she was) and felt something solid, and pulled out...a syringe with a hypodermic needle attached, and a bit of some dark substance crusted around the inside.
What the heck?! Someone's coming to church to shoot up now? That's taking the Marx quote about religion being the opiate of the masses to a whole new level, no? It's not like it's an inner city church either, all the neighbours are pensioners. I'm wondering how to break it to our brand new Irish pastor. "Yeah, Steve, so you know you thought you were bringing your family to a nice little Devonshire community? Well..."
I'll now re-wash my clothes in paranoia, and take the hoodie to the homeless people, so they can refill the pockets with drugs.
This means it's pelted down with rain just about every day from August to today.
Naturally, the homeless guys and girls at Crossline have been asking if we've got any clothes with hoods we can give out. So when I overheard someone saying that a certain hoodie had been hanging around the church for months and hadn't been claimed, I said I knew some wet people who could give it a good home.
Took it home and put it in the wash. It was my Mum who was sorting through the washing (not because I can't do my own washing, I hasten to add, but there she was) and felt something solid, and pulled out...a syringe with a hypodermic needle attached, and a bit of some dark substance crusted around the inside.
What the heck?! Someone's coming to church to shoot up now? That's taking the Marx quote about religion being the opiate of the masses to a whole new level, no? It's not like it's an inner city church either, all the neighbours are pensioners. I'm wondering how to break it to our brand new Irish pastor. "Yeah, Steve, so you know you thought you were bringing your family to a nice little Devonshire community? Well..."
I'll now re-wash my clothes in paranoia, and take the hoodie to the homeless people, so they can refill the pockets with drugs.