Now then. .. by weird coincidence one of the bloody temples Mrs Musket has dragged me round today has a dead monk in a glass case. He died in 1967 and hasn't started decomposing yet.

Ok. Somewhere between a miracle and a hoax with all points in between but just goes to show. You can even combat pete's soft tissue assertion using religion.

As opposed to fact, granted. But nobody accused me of being serious. (Slightly impressive. They put sunglasses on him and Mrs Musket said he would look too harrowing with his eye sockets. He didn't look terribly healthy as it was.)