Sunday, 26 September 2010
I had never before seen, or even heard of, Sunday Morning Live. I am normally at Mass when it is on. But I am confined to barracks today while some medication does its work in anticipation of tomorrow's latest in the never-ending proddings of my apparently fascinating innards. So expect no more posting or comment moderation until Tuesday. And I have now seen Sunday Morning Live, which featured a working prostitute as a mainstream, respectable guest. On the BBC. At public expense. The "free" market in action, of course. Go to Mass instead.