There has to be something worth reading in the Herald soon - surely there must. Winston telling Bananarama what to do in Orewa this arvo? John Key trying to hide his millions in Christchurch at about the same time? We'll see tomorrow.
Meanwhile Granny Herald is still full of padding and syndicated articles from overseas. Most interesting today is a piece about the decline of latin. It would appear that even in the Vatican, the Latinmeister (who, rather oddly, is American by the name of Father Foster) admits the language is on its last legs. He is making valient efforts to keep the language I hated at school but now find enormously useful going by putting instructions on Vatican ATMs in latin. Sounds a good bloke does Father Foster. He's had requests to translate the congratulatory messages he sends out to Bishops from latin into native tongue. Such requests have met with a polite 'Of course not'. The good Father is in a bit of strife though as he has lost his position in the Gregorian Seminary for teaching the language to students for no money. The world really is an odd place - thank goodness
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