Humour — 15 May 2018

Driving on a rainy night, Sister Catherine’s car breathes its last and looking around for help she stumbles across a monastery and requests shelter there.

Fortunately, she’s just in time for dinner and is treated to the best fish and chips she’s ever had.

After dinner, she goes into the kitchen to thank the cooks.

She is met by two brothers, “Hello, I’m Brother Michael, and this is Brother Charles.”

Sister Catherine smiles and says, “I’m very pleased to meet you. I just wanted to thank you for a wonderful dinner. The fish and chips were the best I’ve ever tasted. Out of curiosity, who cooked what?”

Brother Charles replied, “Well, I’m the fish friar.”

She turns the other brother and says, “Then you must be…?”

“Yes, I’m the chip monk.”

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