The remote control went missing today, but luckily Mum was on hand to help. She told me about a new prayer she heard recently. To our busy patron saint of lost things. Maybe someone should make it into a rap...
'Tony, Tony, look aroundSomething's lost and must be found'
And yes, it worked.
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Ha! I love the "Tony" - I always say "Dear St. Anthony, please come around, something's been lost and has to be found." He has found everything except my glasses, which I think are gone. Bah. But I'm so absent-minded, and he's helped me through it all, so I really can't complain. Maybe I'll start calling him Tony! (After all, I'm half Italian)
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