Grandad and Granny went away for a few days last month. He told us they went to a small comfortable hotel in the west. Part of that story was true, they did go to the west but it was a camping holiday.
After they got their tent all set up, both Granny & Grandad fell sound asleep. Some hours later, Granny wakes Grandad and says, “St James’s Street tonight, look up to the sky; what do you see?”
Grandad replies, “I see millions of stars.”
“What does that tell you?” asked Granny.
Grandad scratches his head and ponders for a minute then says, “Astronomically speaking, it tells me there are millions of galaxies. Time wise, it appears to be approximately a quarter past three in the morning. Theologically, the Lord is all powerful and we are small and insignificant. Meteorologically, it seems we will have a beautiful day tomorrow. What’s it tell you, Granny?”
“You are dumber than K8’s dog. Someone has stolen our tent.”