In our local village we would always see the Vicar riding around on his bike chatting to people helping with any problems villagers may have. Well one morning I came across the Reverend walking along the Street. Morning Vicar I said where's your bike? I'm afraid it's been stolen. Oh Dear I replied May I give you some advice Reverend? Yes please do. Well next Sunday make your Sermon about the Ten Commandments and when you get to Thou shall Not Steal stop and have a Good look round the congregation and who ever looks guilty, that's your thief. Thankyou I'll try that said the Vicar.

So the following Sunday we're all in Church and the Reverend gave his Sermon on the Ten Commandments, but instead of stopping and looking round at Thou shall Not Steal he carried on. Well after the service we thanked the Vicar his sermon and I said Vicar you didn't stop when you got to Thou Shall Not Steal. I know he whispered But when I got to Thou Shall Not Commit Adultery I remembered where I'd Left My Bike.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

While walking through my Local Town Centre I saw this Scruffy Shabby dressed bloke with long lank dirty hair . He sat down and started to tune a Battered Old Guitar, then he sang

When I was young 

It seemed that Life was wonderful

A Miracle

Oh it was Beautiful, Magical

I said Hey that's Supertramp 

He replied Cheers Mate.