Twenty five years ago, they came round here when I was trapped up a ladder, painting the down-pipe. At one point, I asked them if they were the lot that believe that everybody's going to be resurrected at the end. Sensing a possible 'bite', they said "Yes". "Well", I said,"we don't want Hitler and Stalin moving in round here!" They had obviously never thought of that side of it and just went - and they've never been back here since, but they walk past now and then...