I was looking for images for this post, in which I will describe the differences between an American “tramp” and a British one, when I came across this British newspaper headline.
The article ends with this –
Chuchgoer John Sproston was one of the first to arrive at the service to see the “tramp” on the doorstep.
He said: “We were all aghast when he took off his wig because he was very convincing.”
If you are an American and you just read that PLEASE DON’T PANIC! The Minister was NOT dressed as a lady of loose virtue, because whatever you may think, that is NOT what “TRAMP” means:
He was merely disguised as a long-term HOMELESS PERSON. That’s what the word “TRAMP” means and you can’t argue with that, because –
a) A newspaper agrees with me
b) A representative of GOD agrees with me
And here he is, being a TRAMP (the Vicar, not God):
Life is funny isn’t it? When I set out to make a post about “tramps”, I didn’t think I’d end up posting a photo of a vicar and a photo of me.