December 1960 and star cruiser ‘Deliverance’ manoeuvres into earth orbit.
“Remember! Lead them not into temptation, deliver everyone from evil, no trespassing, and plenty of bread.”
“And no wine trickery. We wouldn’t need second comings if you lot did the job properly first time,” the captain gestured at Messiah 109’s scarred palms. “You won’t be called Jesus this time either, that’s asking for trouble.”
The captain pushed the ‘DESCENSION’ button and Messiah dematerialised. At that exact moment in the back of an Austin A40 somewhere in Wales, a surprise child was born unto Keith and Olwen Evans; the baby Martin.
For a couple of days this spring, the hormones in our resident tit
population boiled over somewhat. They became rather jealous of the
handsome but aggressive love rival they met in the wing mirrors of our
Lord Sir Benjamin Spoon BEM, deceased since 1870, he was being troubled by a Ouija board session in Gwalchmai. After rattling a lampshade or two and banging the table, he called in on Steve Evans’ Connections show.