Have a go at our next caption competition (above). Send entries by email only to firstname.lastname@example.org by 9 a.m., Monday 3 October
Here is the winning entry for the previous competition:
Diocese of HerefordDiocese of Hereford
This big wheel is a reflection of the Church of England — a union of the high and the low (Julian Ashton)
READERS were divided on whether a cassock provided a safer form of clothing than a kilt for a fairground ride:
“The Vicar was certain that his cassock was a safer bet than a kilt for a ride on a rollercoaster” (Mervyn Cox); “Very soon, what is worn under cassocks and kilts will no longer be a mystery” (John Saxbee); “Thank heavens for weighty sporrans, thought both men” (Vicky Deasley); “I’ll never swap my kilt for yin of those cassocks” (Janet Stockton); “I find a cassock covers most things” (David Newman); “Scotsman eventually learns what a clergyman wears under his cassock” (Nick Baker); “So what do you wear under yours?” (Peter Sear); “You might be waving, but my modesty will wave goodbye when this moves” (Chris Coupe).
How exactly did they both end up on the wheel in the first place?
“Jock and his pal share a day out together” (Richard Strudwick); “Look everyone — I won a life-sized Scottish bagpipe player on the hoop-la!” (Lynda Sebbage); “Actually, the Reverend hated these rides, but it was the only way to stop Rory from playing the bagpipes” (Valerie Ganne).
Some other entries that we enjoyed:
“The ferris-wheel risk assessment called for a particularly big guard” (Philip Lickley); “Och aye, Vicar, this is the quickest way to become a big wheel in the Church” (Paulette Yallop); “You are going to make a spectacular entrance — believe me” (Sandra Merrick); “Look! He’s really not a ventriloquist’s doll” (Martin Kettle); “This poor priest is visibly out of kilter” (Alex Summers); “Jock had vowed not to cut his hair until Scotland was granted independence” (Ray Morris); “I should grasp the rail with both hands — the skip lorry has just arrived!” (Peter Sebbage); “The wind blows where it wishes . . . but you cannot tell where it comes from and where it goes (John 3.8)” (Patrick Joyce); “The discussion about Scottish independence was just going round in circles” (Michael Foster); “In the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Roller Coaster” (Christopher Miller); “Herefordshire’s a wee grand place, but you’ve no’ got any lochs” (Richard Hough); “You’d better put your woolly underwear on — it gets cold around the Trossachs this time of the year” (Ken Wilkinson); “The Reverend just wished Hamish had shaved a little better before the photographer arrived” (Rob Falconer).
As ever, the winner receives a prize of Fairtrade chocolate, courtesy of Divine Chocolate.