The funnies page in New Scientist magazine has recently been recounting stories of readers' childhood religious misunderstandings. Plenty of people have sent in the hoary old chesnut, Gladly the Cross-Eyed Bear. Me? I could never understand why Jesus died to save arse-holes. But, the other week, one reader's recollection made stuff come out of my nose:
Luela Palmer thought the words she heard as a coffin was lowered into the ground were: 'Glory be to the Father, and to the Son, into the hole he goes'.
Genius.
