OH, HOLY MARY...

- INCIDENTALLY, DON'T TELL ANYONE.
- OH, RIGHT.

DO YOU THINK YOU CAN WIN THIS MATCH
WITHOUT FATHER NICK?

IT STARTED WITH THAT
GOLDEN CLERIC AWARD.

GO ON. GO ON, GO ON.

GOD, TED, IT'S ONLY 11.
WHAT ARE YOU DOING UP?

THE SEX WAS GETTING A LITTLE BORING
AND I DID NOTHING TO SPICE IT UP.

A COMPLETELY AVERAGE,
BOG-STANDARD, RUN-OF-THE-MILL CLERIC.

YOU'RE NOT HAVING ANY DOUBTS
ABOUT YOUR VOCATION?

YES, OF COURSE. SORRY.

YOU'VE MADE YOUR LAST CUP OF TEA
IN THIS HOUSE.

WELL, THAT'S A NICE ONE, LIAM.

PAUL, DOUGAL'S GOING FOR A WALK.
WOULD YOU LIKE TO JOIN HIM?

KATO! WHERE WOULD
HE SPRING FROM NEXT?

- WHAT ARE YOU NOT TO CALL HIM?
- LEN.

AND HE'S STARTED TO BURP.

AND HE CROSSES OFF THE DAYS
AS THEY PASS BY.

IT REALLY IS
A BEAUTIFUL HEAD OF HAIR.

"I SAW THE HOLY STONE
OF CLONRICHERT."

FATHER JACK LIKES US ALL TO STAND UP
WHEN THAT BIT OF MUSIC COMES ON.

BUT IT'S A COMPETITIVE MARKET.

NO, WAIT A SECOND.
BEFORE YOU CARRY ON,

OH, IT'S THE KNACKER'S YARD
FOR YOU, PAL!

NO, I MEAN, IN GENERAL?