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By Rory

Today we went hunting nuns.

It a past-time I hadn't expected to be partaking in when I woke up this morning but that's what was decided we would do so we did it.

I should explain. 
The Lodger loves witches.

His favourite witch is the Grand High Witch. 

While some years ago we worked through the logic that the Grand High Witch was not real we discussed actors. 
Now obviously, his favourite actor is Angelica Huston. 
She lives in America so we learnt everything about her. 
We learnt she went to school in Ireland 
In Kylemore Abbey. 
We now visit Kylemore Abbey. Alot.
The Lodger likes the house which was then the school. 
He likes the bus to see the Connemara ponies and the Kune Kune pigs. I like the gardens. 
We now go there to hunt nuns. 



Unfortunately today we didn't catch any nuns but we did do some research. We investigated every picture of the nuns. We read all about the nuns. We looked in odd places in case a nun might be there. But there were none to catch. We found the nun chamber. We assumed it was a place to keep nuns. There were no nuns. 

We found a nun enclosure. Definately somewhere where nuns would be kept. Like say a lion enclosure. But we decided like lions in the zoo when they don't come out they must be sleeping. Sleeping nuns hiding in enclosures. 





Obsessions in Prader Willi Syndrome are common. They can be anything and last varying amounts of time. Sometimes they can drive you mad when you just don't want to be told the entire Grand High Witch movie in spoken word line for line and then comparing it entirely to the Anne Hathaway version to measure differences and WHY WOULD THEY CHANGE A PERFECTLY GOOD ORIGINAL. 
Sometimes that is just too much. 

By the way we are not fans of the new version. No offence Anne Hathaway. We like the original but we still watch the new one and talk and compare it like an Oasis Blur never ending conversation from the 90s. 

Anyway, today to wind down from a long week at the International PWS Conference we went hunting nuns. And it was much more fun than trying to figure out which chair Angelica Huston sat on to have her breakfast for the billionth time. 
Some obsessions are just more fun. 
Like hunting nuns on a Tuesday in Connemara. 

Did Angelica Huston sit here?



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