Ah dear - as a former Rugby Plyer, hard drinking Welshman I would beg to suggest that those bible bosuns who complain should look at thier hymnal.

"All things bright and beautiful,
All creatures great and small etc....

Including the verse -

"The rich man in his Castle,
The poor man at his gate, Each to thier estate "

I may add - our Coach, in the youth team I used to play for many years ago, was the local Methodist Minister, one Frank May, he winced at some of the songs, he did not drink the ale, but was a damn fine man, and taught me the straight arm tackle with the verve of any Rhondda prop forward.

Aaaah! Happy days - them is so long ago that metal studs were allowed - I can remember sharpening them up on the cement outside the pavilion before going on field.

One of the reasons I keep a Moustasch is the scars I recieved kicked in the mouth trying to fall on a fly hacked ball - but never mind, we got the sod later in the game !! - He was stretcherd off with bruised testicles. - But we both came out of the Kent and Canterbury Hospital in time to enjoy a pint of five.

Incidently (apart from Cosher Bailey ) One of my favourites and party pieces is this one The Harlot of Jerusalem one of the many versions in circulation.

And having done my bit to promote religious understanding, its good night from

Gareth