1939 to the present. Me and God...............................................

We get along fine, a sort of mutual agreement, he lets horribly deformed children be born and most of Africa starves etc etc etc etc etc etc etc etc etc etc etc etc etc etc ..................... and I don't go to church.

There may be a god, there may not. Until someone proves there is, I'll just stay away from it all. If he's half as wonderful as "they" say, he'll understand me and I'll go to heaven anyway ..... cos I've bin good!

If we were all the same shade of brown and if we all spoke one language and if we did away with religion the world would be near perfect. So ........ I've done my bit to cure number three.

That's my spin on God!