Written for Rena’s Xploration Challenge;
the image seen below is our inspiration.
Here’s where the prompt took me.

The annual minutes of the Parish Historical Preservation Society had never once been completed on time, and this year would be no different.
The problem, as always, was the three transcribers.
Pam wrote in a looping, generous hand and included everything …. the weather, who’d brought biscuits, what the biscuits were like, whether they were as good as last year’s biscuits, etc., etc.
Sidney wrote in tight, suspicious capitals and crossed out whatever Pam had just written. The biscuits were irrelevant. The biscuits were always irrelevant. He had been saying this for nine years.
Young Father Brennan …. who was fifty-three and called young only to irritate him …. wrote in Latin whenever he felt the other two were being unserious, which was often. He considered this a form of dignity; the other two considered it showing off.
“You’ve spelled Alderman Hopper wrong again,” said Pam.
“I’ve spelled it correctly,” said Sidney.
“You’ve spelled it how you spell it.”
“Yes …. correctly.”
Father Brennan wrote something in Latin.
“What does that say?” asked Sidney.
“It says the truth is eternal.”
“It says he thinks he’s right,” said Pam.
It did, in fact, say exactly that.
Outside, the church clock struck four. They had been at this since noon. The page was mostly crossings-out.
Next year, someone suggested, they might hire a secretary …. with a computer.
NAR©2026
This is “The Village Green Preservation Society” by The Kinks
Everything on The Elephant’s Trunk was created by me, unless otherwise indicated. Thanks for your consideration. NAR©2017-present.

I totally agree with the proposed change!
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Oh, for sure!
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🙌😆 great characterisation Nance – love it 😊
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Thanks, Ange. So nice to know you did! 🙂
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I can’t imagine having to endure that. Good job weaving those together, and I’ve known folks like that.
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I’ve been on too many parish councils that were just like this! Thanks very much, Phil.
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I resigned from our HOA because of BS like that, and worse. I guess political office doesn’t suit me.
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I love your characters sis .. they put me in mind of this council meeting that went viral five years ago.
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Good grief!! 🫣
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It caused a huge brouhaha over here 💜💜💜
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Maybe try–dare I write this?–AI?
You made me smile!
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EGADS!!! 😂 Thanks so much, Liz. I’m glad this gave you a smile. 😊
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This reminded me of the noughts and crosses game we played in childhood, and all the corporate games I witnessed later on.
You condensed all those insights into an interesting story. 🙂
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Is naughts and crosses the same as tic-tac-toe? I’m glad I’m no longer in the corporate world, Reena; too cut throat for me! Thanks for sharing your thoughts 😊
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Yes, it is the name of the same game 🙂
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Nice story, Nancy and I heard the Parish Historical Preservation Society is hosting an architectural walking tour this weekend.
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Nice! And I’m sure there will be copious notes 😊
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Oh, gosh. This sound so much like a meeting. 😂
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Where do you think I got the idea from? Too many boring parish council meetings! 😆
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Sounds like a plan – as long as they can agree upon it!
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Fat chance of that happening! 😆
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I enjoyed this story Nancy.
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So glad to know that! Thank you, Sadje 🥰
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It’s always a pleasure
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