Saddleworth Chatter by GH
JAKE WAS a Dobcross man with quite a local reputation for indulging in his two passions – ‘the ladies’ and his love of the Brewers art.
One Sunday morning he was getting ready to go to the Holy Trinity Church in Dobcross because he thought this would give him the opportunity to possibly meet a new ‘pretty face’ and afterwards go for a pint at The Swan, or as it locally known the Top House.
There was just one snag however – he could not find his best Sunday flat cap! He searched everywhere but as time was passing he decided to go to church without it.
Sitting dutifully near the back of the church he listened intently to the sermon as the vicar reminded the congregation of the values and lessons of the Ten Commandments.
After the service was over the congregation filed out of the church and bade farewell to their friends and thanked the Vicar.
When it came Jake’s turn to stand before the man of the cloth, he thanked him for his sermon, which he said he had enjoyed very much.
“Oh, good,” said the Vicar. “Any particular part?”
“Yes,” said Jake. “When you got to ‘Thou shalt not commit Adultery’ I suddenly remembered where I had left my cap!”
