My angels have been looking at the things I wrote about them. They said they wanted to do some writing too. I said they'd better use my account because they haven't got an email address. This is what they wrote.
Living in Skunk's Loft
By The Angels
One day we came down from Heaven, which is nice, you'll see when you get there. Skunk gave us honey and let us live in his loft. In the loft we have our own light that we can turn on and off. We have a mattress each and some duvets and we make a nest out of them the way Skunk showed us and we are very cosy at night.
Skunk said we should stay away from religious people because they would call us homos for sleeping like that. We have taken his advice and we cross the road whenever we see a church or a vicar. Nobody has called us homos yet. Skunk is very wise.
Sometimes we come down and watch the television. We like the pie and cake adverts best because they remind us of God. God loves his cakes and pies. Mister Kipling will have a special place in Heaven.
Skunk thought we might like to see Songs of Praise and we pretended to like it to please him, but it was very dull and the singing wasn't very good. We like quiz programs where we can learn about longest rivers and pop songs. Next best are films with car chases and explosions.
Yesterday we went out to buy honey. Skunk thought there might be rivers of it in Heaven. Milk too. I don't know where he got that idea from. We told him it's done in just the same way as on Earth, by bees, and milk is done by cows. In rivers the honey would get all mixed up with dirt and weed and fish and nobody would want to eat it. Rivers of milk would be even worse, they would go all sour and smell nasty. Funny he didn't know that. He should watch more quiz programs.
Now it's today and we've been reading things from ABC. Lord Lucan's poem made us laugh. The forum discussion made us laugh even more. God's creatures certainly do have a sense of humour. How complicated you like to make your lives! All you really need to know about God is that he is nice and likes pies. Bring him a pie and he will be perfectly happy. Harm other people and he will be sad. If you want to sing about him, that's your own business, but unless you've got a good singing voice don't expect him to listen. Sorry, we're still a bit ruffled after having to watch Songs of Praise.
Thank you for reading our little story.
The Angels
