Quick update on the two nuns on the run from residential care in France:
The Sisters are apparently safe and well, and living in comfort – hiding in an apartment lent to them by a Christian charity. The fate of the nuns is now likely to be decided by a religious court after all sides hired lawyers specialising in canonical law.
“They belong to a religious order and not a cult ….. so they don’t need to obey groundless and unfair orders.”
Perhaps we could organise a groundswell of ‘Grey Power’ in the UK where groundless and unfair orders seem to be the lifeblood of so many residential care homes.
The Cult of Care in the UK
Carer 1: “Good morning, dearie. Up you get – it’s time for breakfast.”
Resident 1: “But it’s still dark outside.”
Carer 1: “Yes, that’s because it’s only 6.30 in the morning.”
Resident 1: “Well, I don’t want to get up yet.”
Carer 1: “But you’ve got no choice about it – it’s written in the big book of care home rules. You’re not here to enjoy yourself, dearie.”
Later, over breakfast in the soulless dining room.
Carer 2 to Resident 2: “Toast?”
Resident 2: “Cheers! Bottoms up! Make mine a double.”
Carer 2: “Don’t you get clever with me! I was asking if you want some toast.”
Resident 2: “No, thanks. But I could murder a soft boiled egg and brown bread soldiers.”
Carer 2: “Tough! It’s cereal or toast. Take it or leave it.”
Resident 2: “I suppose I’d better have your rotten cereal then.”
Resident 1 to Resident 2: “I’ve had enough of this.”
Resident 2: “It’s a rubbish breakfast, innit!”
Resident 1: “Do you fancy a nice big fry-up?”
Resident 2: “Not ‘arf! Do you think we could persuade them – just this once – if we’re very very good and promise to behave ourselves.”
Resident 1: “Sod that for a lark! I was thinking more of civil disobedience. We’ll go walkabout – and not come back.”
Resident 3: “Can anyone join? It’s about time we showed ’em what we’re made of.”
Residents 1 and 2 in unison: “The more the merrier.”
With that, they smiled sweetly at the carers who were just leaving the dining room.
Later, in the soul-free lounge:
Carer 3: “Right, you all have a little sleep now. We don’t want you getting tired, do we, dearies.”
Residents 1 to 10: sudden burst of pretend snoring. (Exit Carer 3)
Resident 1: “Right! Off we go – I unlocked the back door when they weren’t looking, so it’s up and off! There’s a real world out there just waiting for us. And if anyone tries to stop us, we’ll have a sit-in in the garden.”
Resident 4: “Is that what we used to call a love-in?”
Resident 2: “I’ll need more than a double afterwards, but if you’re buying …. I’m up for it.”
Resident 1: “Or down for it!”
(To be continued)