Ach, to hell with the naysayers! (Or, if not hell, some nasty place as yet to be determined: Widnes springs to mind...) Now, Musket, in the interests of unity we should go back to regarding ourselves as co-Messiahs. I still need a woman by the way (oops, wrong thread... ;-) ). In the meantime, I'm working on the Commandments, which I hope to publish on this site later today. Be assured that your doubts about our equal top billing will be assuaged. I'm thinking that you can run things on a daily basis and make the big decisions, a quasi-papal sort of chap, whilst I perform more of a ceremonial role (a bit like God, who does bugger all but gets thanked for doing everything. Yeah, reckon I could live with that - for eternity, of course. Heheh!). Don't do anything drastic (though you could track down a woman - I'm not bloody washing up after the bingo...)

Hey! I just realised - Grandad was a Cossack and a Priest!

Er, Dave, and I'm trying to let you down gently here, are you sure he wasn't just a priest (and a dirty bugger at that) with a cassock? You don't have to prove yourself, you know - your shapely credentials are enough for us...