Playing Cricket in Church

It’s Harvest Sunday at a small village church in rural England, and the vicar is organising his annual harvest service, where people bring their home-grown plants and vegetables to the service.

But this year is different. The local village cricket team has just won their league, and the village is in celebratory mood, so the vicar decides to do something special – he will combine the normal harvest service with a cricket theme.

The day of the service arrives, and the church is filled with flowers. People are bringing in their offerings of vegetables, and in the middle of the display is a cricket wicket; a strip of turf with a set of wooden stumps at each end, and people are laying their offerings on the wicket.

Everything is going fine, until one lady comes up to the front of the church, and places a bag of frozen peas among the other vegetables, but she is stopped by the vicar, so she returns to her seat, still clutching her peas.

“What happened?” asked the lady she’s sitting next to.

She shrugs her shoulders, and says, “There’s no peas for the wicket.”

5 responses to “Playing Cricket in Church

  1. That’s odd. All these years I’ve been sayin’ it: “There’s no rest for the wicked.” But, I guess, that wouldn’t have made this story funny now, would it? Mind you, it’s not that funny, really.

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  2. :gnashing of teeth:

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  3. “In that great time of trouble there shall be wailing and gnashing of teeth” I seem to be a trouble-maker – – –

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