I was listening to the chatter on the train this morning. It was all a bit religious.

Where I live they have a Christian god. He’s starting to get pushed out by Muslim and Hindu gods. Before the Christian god we had Saxon gods. Before the saxon gods we had Roman Gods, and before these gods there was Celt gods. And even they weren’t the first gods worshiped here.

So somewhere there could be a load of old gods sitting around doing absolutely nothing.

There was a seagull this morning that plucked a croissant right out of a woman’s hand on the platform. He’s doing alright and he doesn’t pray to anyone.

Gods, eh?