Ok, so an explanation of the last post. It’s a story I entered for some sort of competition. It didn’t win, but I found it on my pendrive a couple of days ago and thought it was a shame to lose it entirely.
It's nothing if not wierd, but I liked it. Well, most of it. That was draft two as someone rejected my first one on the account that it was not a story, just a description of events 
Perhaps it is a little blasphemous. Certainly I would not let my mother read it.
I'm sure God will forgive me anyway. Freedom of speech and all that 
Anyway, a story is written to be read so feel free..
