Speaking of JW’s . . . .
I remember when I was about 10 or so sitting having my tea when there was a knock on the door, my little Irish athiest mum went to answer it. The bit I remember went something like this,
JW’s “Are you close to God?”
Mum “Are You?”
JW’s “Yes we are”
Mum “Well if you don’t bugger off and stop interupting me when I’m having my tea you’re going to be a lot closer to him a lot sooner than you thought”
Door slams shut on them 🙂
Please excuse spelling/typos. Apart from being a clot it turns out I had one on my cerebellum that's now causing various problems!