It came as a great surprise to open the door and find an angel standing there.

The angel in question looked somewhat dishevelled, and the gormless look on his face suggested he was not as confident as one might expect an angel to be.

“Can I help you?” I asked

“I’m looking for Brian. Brian Towner,” said the angel looking at a clipboard he was holding.

“Uncle Brian is sitting down to his Christmas dinner. Can this wait?”

“I’m so sorry,” replied the angel, “ I know this is a most inconvenient time, but you see it’s my first week on the job and I’ve had a heck of a time finding my way round. You, humans, don’t like to make anything easy, do you?”

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