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Tuesday, August 16, 2011


"An idea unknown in the state of nature must be a human invention," Kelly offered strongly to the audience. Feet shuffled uncomfortably under seats and there were one or two coughs that sounded like they were filling silence for the sake of it. Distressed, she looked down at the page and realised she had transposed the notes for her film script with her catholic Aunt's eulogy. She glanced sideways and noticed the priest's face had reddened, a distinctly unchristian countenance pushing aside his usually pious expression.