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Entries must be received by Friday 21 September.
Here is the winner from our last caption-competition photo of the Archbishop of Wales, the Most Revd John Davies, being introduced to a cow:
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Bydd yr Arglwydd gyda chwi” (The Lord be with you) the Archbishop said. Overawed by meeting an archbishop, Daisy spluttered:“Dudw i ddim yn ddafad, dwi’n fuwch” (“I’m not a ewe, I’m a cow”)
The picture prompted a flurry of puns:
- It was a case of déjà moo for the Archbishop and the bullock (John Radford)
- Bishop shares the Good Moos (Donald Wetherick)
- He moos and I muse! (Janet Stockton)
- Archbishop John, have you herd my strategy for moo-ving the rural church forward? I’ve been ruminating on it for some time, and I really think it cud reach the grass-roots and be udder moo-ving the rural church forward? udder-ly brilliant! (Che R. Seabourne)
- Holy cow? (David Griffiths)
- The Archbishop had second thoughts on the invitation to lunch ‘on the hoof’ (Chris Coupe)
- Just one more thing, Bishop: that Epistle to the Friesians. . . (Caroline Shuttleworth).
- All in white, pulling a crowd, and even an Archbishop deferring — could this be a papal bull? (John Saxbee)
- Is this a papal bull? (Peter Bacon)
- The Bishop had often wondered what a papal bull looked like (David Nash)
- Inscruta-bull (Alison Rollin)
- Since Apostolicae Curae he had lost interest in bulls (Edward Mynors)
- OK. I know I said I always take the bull by the horns, but how do you expect me to do it with this one? (Daphne Foster)
- When Barry said he’d leave everything, lock, stock, and barrel, David didn’t realise he meant livestock (Sue Chick).
A couple of readers headed straight to the Old Testament:
- Ezekiel 4.15 suddenly gave the Archbishop a better idea (John Pearson)
- Pure white, first prize — it must be without blemish. Ready for the barbecue! Er, I mean burnt offering. (Lev. 1.3) (Jill Boal).
Some other entries that amused us:
- The Archbishop was wondering where he could discreetly clean his shoes before choral evensong (Patrick Irwin)
- If that rosette is what I think it is, Corbyn is getting desperate (Ian Barge)
- They often likened his preaching unto a prize Charolais (Richard Barnes)
- How to look interested at the 20th prizewinning bull was a real skill, Bishop Davies decided (Vicky Lundberg)
- ‘Blest cow, beneficent beast, who gives the most but takes the least,’ murmured the Bishop (Richard Strudwick)
- The police chaplain’s email was meant to ask the Archbishop to pray for the Old Bill (Ray Morris)
- I’m just wondering which of the Chapter it reminds me of (Richard Hough)
- No wonder the Archbishop of Wales was looking puzzled — he thought he’d been asked to promote Welsh lamb (Michael Foster)
- Bishop, this is our proposed methane supply for the new eco-friendly boilers we are having fitted (Ian Raynor)
- The show judges were dismayed to discover that their chosen winner in the sacred cow class was, in fact, a bull (Christopher Tookey)
- Right there in front of him were at least three ideas for dealing with difficult clergy (Corin Child)
- Buttercup hoped that the final applicant for Rural Affairs Adviser would be able to answer her question properly (John Appleby)
- And do you actually think we’ll get the fatted calf into the cathedral for the Harvest Service? (Lynda Sebbage).
As always, the winner receives a prize of Fairtrade chocolate, courtesy of Divine: divinechocolate.com.