Fr Neil Boyd, a young priest in his first parish of St Jude's, needs to have all his wits next to him when put under the wings of eccentric older priest Fr Duddleswell and their housekeeper Mrs. Pring.

A cheek-in-tongue kind of stories. Sometimes witty, sometimes naughty. Being Catholic myself, I laughed a lot, the British deadpan humour is catchy. But I can't help myself to think that the book intends more to be witty for the sake of the witty.
I laughed, but also I've shaken my head once or twice. And once I was quite disturbed (the story 'Crumbs') as I think that some respect would be nice for things considered sacred.