In days of olde, in time gone by...folk were much shorter...dead ...and alive. Church doors were low...but the umpa lumpa undertakers managed to get through the door, walking upright. Fast forward to today. Even though the church doors are still the same height ...some wise guys have decided to tack on some wood to make them even lower. So now...the poor undertaker has to walk like pre Neanderthal man...with a 14 stone plus coffin on his shoulders, taking great care not to drag off the 100 pound plus floral tribute, putting undue stress on the spine, I asked a vicar once, why his church door was so low...he said it was Gods will....so not some church council then ??? making it aesthetically pleasing. So if you see 4 hunch backs of Notre dame walking into church...one is probably me. Just call me Esmeralda.
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