Fascinating thread creep since my last look in.

Loving neighbours is easy. Especially the foxy one at number 76..

Forgiving? I will happily forgive on the basis that there is no god to do it for me. After all, why have a dog and bark?

If the rhetorical Pearly Gates did exist and Thatcher and Reagan were sitting on nearby clouds tuning up their harps, I would be upset. After all, what have I done done to deserve hell?

Apart from covet my neighbours shapely bum. Oh and take a little wine for thy body's sake? Been practicing. Worshipping false idols? nothing false about Sheffield Wednesday let me tell you.

In fact.. heaven is in S6 and hell is in S1. This is my Creed.