I had a knock on my door the other day and discovered the ‘creationists’ were in town. I was presented with a story book titled the Bible and informed that the Earth was about 5000 years old and the story of Genesis was undeniably true because it was the word of God.

Ever since I had a Mormon bloke come round, a few years ago, introducing himself as ‘Elder Berry’ (I found it funny but he didn’t), I have always liked to have a bit of harmless fun with these people. Now please don’t get wrong if you have a belief and/or a faith, that is your right and I will fight for you to have that right, but, please, don’t expect me to welcome those beliefs when I was having such a peaceful morning in the sun. I simply asked if ‘Adam had a belly button?’ She was puzzled but said she presumed so. I then explained that he must have been born rather than created, you know, the umbilical cord and all that. I also asked how a whole race of billions of humans could have derived from just one couple. Apparently the Bible doesn’t explain everything and I must have faith.

My faith was restored when she buggered off!

Since this episode I have been searching for the answer to life, the universe and everything (I know it’s 42) and have at last found something worthy of my belief and faith. I have become a ‘Pastafarian’ and now worship ‘The Flying Spaghetti Monster’. It would appear that it is He who created the world and I am now glad I have been touched by his noodly appendage.

For more information please visit The Church of the Flying Spaghetti Monster, and for God’s sake please keep an open mind and accept the site for what it is.