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Message from a Hostel – A Running Jump

mollydooker1“We are quite alright Archbishop.  I am sure they just picked up the WRONG signal from meeting us. I don’t think they are accustomed to being around ladies,” added the Manager.

“Yes, most unbecoming behaviour.  I hope you deal with your servants most severely your majesty from Navan,” added Nora, “although having James Bond jump all over you isn’t that bad so maybe go easy on him.”

“Let’s get back to business at hand Archbishop,” said Doc. “Let us not bullshit each other.  Cards on the table. You have a big problem with King Henry and this divorce stuff. If you don’t solve this issue the King will find someone who can.

“Both Lady Catherine and I have the solution. If you get us in front of King Henry, between us we will convince him of our solution.  Once he starts to like it we will say that you had a good hand in the creation of it.  As the King begins to formulate the idea in his head, and as we start to encourage him to consider it as his own solution,  I will then add that I have a message from Old Red Socks in Rome.  I will say that Rome is against this idea of divorce but who is Rome to tell the Great King of England what to do?

“I will tell him he should implement his own ideas and immediately make you head of his new Church in England and that you must then write to Rome and tell the Pope to take a running jump off a short pier.”

The Archbishop smiled, “You are a great and wise counselor.  I am confident that we can convince the King and all will be good in the end.”

“I would say, Archbishop, that the King of Navan is an odious  Counselor, “added Nora.

“There is one thing that I will need in return,” added the Doc. “That is the Higulator returned into my hands once we have got the King to agree – and he has made you top man.”

“The Higulator is not yours.  It belongs to Lady Catherine of Ontario,” replied the Archbishop.

“As all cards are on the table, the Higulator does actually belong to the King of Navan. Both Lady Nora and I took it from him back in another time,” added the Manager.  “I would be happy for you to return it to its rightful owner.”

“Archbishop, let us move over to the seats at the fire, open a bottle of your finest wine and I will tell you a few old stories that might support your decision and rocket your career,” said the Doc.

“You have me intrigued,”replied Archbishop Cranmer. “Ladies please excuse us.”

“If ye two buckaroos are sitting at the fire having wine, both Lady Catherine and I are joining ye. Nobody puts baby in the corner,” said Nora.

“This Lady Nora has many strange ways,” replied the Archbishop to the Doc.

To be continued……

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