I am known to be anti-religion, but a dear (very) old boy from the Jehovah's Witnesses, called John, calls at my house once every couple of months with his pamphlets (which I always read) and has done for donkeys' years. He's been missing for the best part of this rotten year, but I know he's OK because he nearly crashed into my car (he didn't know it was me) in Morrison's car park a few weeks ago :-) He knows my views and we always have a laugh, especially when I taunt him with a bit of Darwin... If he comes in September he always goes home with a big bag of apples from my trees. His opening gambit is always to look round my (big) garden, arms a-waving, to tell me how wonderful life and nature are, and to inform me that only God could have achieved all this. I tell him that I agree wholeheartedly, except that it was evolution by natural selection wot did it. Everyone is entitled to their beliefs and everyone is entitled to put their beliefs to others as long as they're gentle and non-coercive about it. I've been missing him...