Reading some of the contributors here waffling on about carbon dating, evolution, astrophysics....

I am no judge on any of these concepts, but can just about bullshit together a sentence or two in order to get my tuppence worth in a pub discussion.

Same with tennis. I know two things about tennis. Nowt and bugger all. Except during Wimbledon. Then I discuss the backhand technique of a player and how it affects his game on grass rather than any other substance, (as I only watch Wimbledon, I doubt I have seen professional tennis on anything but grass) and give confident predictions on who will win. I can even distinguish between a British player (winning) and a Scottish player (losing.)

I see parallels in this discussion with bar room barristers and our resident monk. No wonder they are easy pickings for Co messiah S.