Ray John obviously wants to be a pious fellow -- what else would explain his choosing to spend Christmas night with the monks of Caldey Island -- but sometimes you just have to be who you are. John, 58, intended to spend an alcohol-free Christmas at the Cistercian sanctuary off the coast of Wales but couldn't resist bringing along a nip of the beverage to warm the cockles. After tossing back a few, John burst into song, regaling the monks deep into the night with some of his favorite carols. The holy men were stymied: John's singing kept them awake, but because they observe a 12-hour vow of silence every night, they couldn't tell him to shut up. Next morning, though, he was asked to leave. Nicely, of course.
Unsilent Night
Ray John obviously wants to be a pious fellow -- what else would explain his choosing to spend Christmas night with the monks of Caldey Island -- but sometimes you just have to be who you are. John, 58, intended to spend an alcohol-free Christmas at the Cistercian sanctuary off the coast of Wales but couldn't resist bringing along a nip of the beverage to warm the cockles. After tossing back a few, John burst into song, regaling the monks deep into the night with some of his favorite carols. The holy men were stymied: John's singing kept them awake, but because they observe a 12-hour vow of silence every night, they couldn't tell him to shut up. Next morning, though, he was asked to leave. Nicely, of course.
