It took a while. He was overtaken not only by Harry Kennedy, but also by Mr Thornton. But finally word has reached the hallowed halls of RAPS Inc. that the Pocket Shrine – Pastoral Edition has reached its destination in a far-away overseas desert. There he shall rest, to spread love, and joy, and the evergreen calm of the rolling Yorkshire hills. We present the wholesome goodness that is
The John Standring Pocket Shrine – Pastoral Edition
A garland of flowers with John’s catchphrase may remind you every day that “trouble shared is trouble halved”. With a heart as big as John Standring’s, the beef
cakey farmer is the rock, the fortress, the sword of any woman he gifts his love. Awwww… *sighs*
There he is – splendidly curled in a fancy suit, offering himself – or sharply cropped in his rustic Barbour jacket. Cutting a nice figure in any garment – from boiler suit to welly boots – John Standring is a man of the soil. The hills of Yorkshire are his home…
… oh blesséd are the lambs who enjoy his care…
This saint of a man – laurel-adorned, simple, loving, caring, shy
but hot as two candles in a Pocket Shrine – deserves worship at the portable pocket altar of humility.
In other news, I have finally resumed shrine work again :-D. With my visitor gone, I could not resist getting my hands on the tins again. That may possibly also have been caused by a surprise package I received yesterday. I made the major mistake of sampling the Italian Chicche biscuits.
That’s my Lenten resolution (no chocolate!) gone… not to mention the biscuits are “gone”, too .
But then there was also a lovely hand-made gift in it, a Thorin-inspired tin which is just the right size and depth to store my sparkly bits and bobs that I use to embellish my RA Pocket Shrines with. Thank you, Katia, and mille baci!