The Pope Is Coming

As i type, the bones of Saint Thérèse of Lisieux is being biked around the country. I say bones, it's a bit of thigh and a few teeth but the Catholics are turning up hoping to touch the plastic covering the coffin and praying for a miracle.
Now the 4m Catholics here are rubbing their rosary beads even faster in excitement because Pope Benedict XVI has agreed to grace our land with his presence next summer.
If you happen to bump into him while he is kissing the pavement, he may be addressed as Holy Father, the Bishop of Rome, Vicar of Jesus Christ or even the Primate of Italy which seems a bit harsh considering Silvio Berlusconi is still around.
I expect as well as the 4m Catholics, there will be a fare spattering of the 95% of the rest of the country who don't much care for the Pope protesting, whether it be because of his abhorrent messages on the use of condoms, the backing for choir boy molesters within his church, his anti-homosexual mutterings or because they think religion is to blame for most of the World ills and they want to shout at Gods representative.
I would just like to point out to them that if they are planning to throw things at the Italian primate, then condoms would be very apt. Used condoms will probably fly through the air even better and land with a much rewarding splat.
Whatever our feelings on him, let's make the former Nazi youth member feel welcome to our green and pleasant land and hope that he wears that same hat he has on in the picture above. It's brilliant.