"Mindful of how crappy 2012 is likely to be (Synod will have to debate something called the Anglican Covenant which sounds awful but is quite important and takes its final vote on women bishops) there are lots of breaks in this meeting for prayer, reflection and biscuits."
- from the Guardian's live blog on the Church of England's General Synod, Saturday 9th July 2011, by Riazat Butt.
The Jammy Dodger has in fact been proven (by me, to myself) to be the holiest of biscuits. To be sure, doesn't the plain biscuit represent the plain peasant-body of our Lord and the jam his blood? It Ireland, I hear, it is known as the Eucharist Biscuit and is often eaten during mass, whenever they run out of bread or the congregation is composed of diabetics with dangerously low blood sugar. The jammy heart embodies Jesus' command for us to 'love one another': for that heart shows that the Jammy Dodger loves its fellow biscuits, even though the other biscuits dent the Dodger and rough him up in the tin. The Dodger is a crumbly type and, once away from its cardboard cocoon, easily tainted by the other stronger biscuits. As indeed, each of us is susceptible to sin and temptation. Amen.
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