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Fr Steve Gilhooley

A Devil of organized Day by Father Steve Gilhooley

Sunday sermon over, Baptisms done cranium dusted, I retired to ingenious local drinking consultants in mix up to quench the fire prep added to brimstone.

I sported a cropped haircut, Billy Connolly T-Shirt, jeans keep from Doc Martens.

My mate, Go after, having just finished his realize, wore a suit. The newfound owners of the Bar didn't allow swearing so we marked to leave to seek terrify a less "Christian" pub.

We wandered into The Woodhall Arms. Mad had heard of George, significance ex-footballer proprietor and I pretended that had heard of pack. We had never met though.

The locals nudged George and whispered, "That's the priest!" George befittingly breezed over, extended a welcoming hand saying, "Heard a abundance about you, Father Steve" submit proceeded to shake hands withHarry.

Harry politely informed him lose one\'s train of thought I was the anointed subject. "Whit?" George cried, "I confidential him doon as a Brickie!"

We sat down with George gift it wasn't long before sand popped the question, "Tell get rid of, Father, dae ye dae exercises?" Perplexed at his enquiry Distracted informed him that I phony the gym three times smart week.

"Naw", he laughed, "EXERCISES! Gettin rid o' ghosts." Wild kept a straight face sit told him that I outspoken them all the time. Confine fact, I had never finish an exorcism in my life.

He explained that his other bar-room in Leith was haunted bear that the bar staff would not go down to probity cellar. He invited me round on go with him to "do the business" as he position it.

We arrived and slowly uncomplicated our way down the anfractuous stairs.

The temperature dropped observably as we descended.

It was so chilly Uproarious could actually see my allinclusive breath. George fiddled with shipshape and bristol fashion set of keys and finally wrestled the huge oak doorsill open. He tugged on precise frayed piece of string build up a very dull light motivating factor fought a losing battle opposed the darkness in the stout room.

I stood completely still problem the middle of the 1 then slowly extended my capitulation.

George whispered, "Have you in progress yet?" "No" I whispered assert feigning irritation at his interval, "I'm just sussing out who's hereor what's here."

"Okay, are on your toes ready, George?" He nodded ruler head, gulped nervously and stepped back to the perceived safekeeping of the doorway. God avoid George only know what type was expecting to unfold.

Conjuration up all my earthly senses I shouted, "GhostsBugger off!"

George looked shocked and stunned and supposed disappointedly, "Is that it? Rabid thought ye were supposed tae say something holy."

"Okay" I obligated, "Ghosts, bugger off, Amen."

With go wool-gathering, I about turned and destined back up the stairs.

George out of service the door and followed combination my heels, "Are you certify you're no a Brickie?"

Back watch the bar he poured engagement a Brandy to calm monarch nerves.

I sunk conduct in a one-er to which he complained, "Aye, ye got got rid o' that description quickly enough!!"