I like your style, Michael. We could definitely have you on board in some senior capacity. Not quite sure what as yet. Do you have access to a fancy-dress hire shop?

I'm working on a title for the thesis you suggest. I may have to shorten it eventually, but it goes something like "A method for both shutting up and taking the piss out of deluded eejits who try to accuse atheists of having a religion". I think we've proved the point quite well, not least because we're demonstrating that we can't even organise a bingo night, let alone set up a new instrument of mass oppression. Well, except that Musket appears to be able to organise a piss-up in a brewery...

By the way, Musket, Swollox has phoned in with the shits. She made the sandwiches on Sunday night but I might have to throw them away now. I don't think she's that hygienic to be honest. That leaves me on my own unless Dave butts out of accordion practice. I mean, shove t'brush up me arse and I'll sweep t'bloody floor while I'm at it...