When I Was 7 Years Old I Had To Kneel Down and Pray Before A Hot Water Tank In Our Bathroom. The Hot Water Tank Was Really Hot - It Had An Immersion Electric Heater.
But I Wasn't Supposed To Be Praying To The God That Had Made a Warm Room In Our House.
I Was Supposed to Be Praying To The Baby Jesus - Complete With Virgin Mary and Josepth And Two Cows Who Were Breathing On The Baby Jesus To Keep Him Warm - and Also Two Really Rich Arabs Who Had Brought Gold Frankincense and Mir.
The thing is - I thought The Straw In The Crib Was Real Quality.