The Easter bonnet and the Easter sacrifice
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By Delia Chatoor
My late mother was noted for her elegance and her hats more so at Easter in the good ole days, it was necessary to acquire the best.
One Easter, the newly ordained and appointed assistant parish priest to the parish (name withheld to protect the innocent), had an encounter with my mother and her bonnet. To him it was unusual, which led him to whisper: “Which poor fowl had to be sacrificed for that getup?”.
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