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Yes, it sort of happened to me. I was a Liberal Arts student at St Andrews University from 1966 to 1970, studying Mediaeval History – leading to an Honours Degree (MA – Master of Arts).
I had a tremendous crush on a lovely fellow student, Dorothy, who came from Stockport. She was a devout Roman Catholic (not that devout when it came to …… hey, this was the “Swinging Sixties”, and we were young, single, and free!)
Anyhow, we had arranged on one Ash Wednesday to meet for lunch – probably, at the Student Union for a gourmet meal of pie beans and chips….. yes, I know that Catholics shouldn’t eat meat on Ash Wednesday, but the University’s Scotch Pies had a filling that had as much meat in it as my dental fillings have. 😄
So, I met her near the RC chapel, and, of course, immediately blurted out, “You’ve got a dirty smudge on your forehead!” And that’s de truth, Yer Honour.
With it being a Wednsday, there were no classes nor tutorials in the afternoon; so, after lunch, we had a bit of R & R – and the “smudge” quickly rubbed off! but that’s another story………😊
A not very bright young woman got married on Ash Wednesday. On the first night of the honeymoon, she slipped into the hotel room bathroom – before joining her new husband.
With great anticipation, she then went back into the room, crawled into bed, only to find that her new Catholic husband had settled down on the sofa.
When she asked him why he was apparently not going to come into bed with her, he replied, “Because it’s Lent.”
Almost in tears, she remarked, “Well, that is the most ridiculous thing I have ever heard! Who did you lend it to and for how long?”