(from Simon Hoggart`s weekly column)
Last week I mentioned how, if you offer money to St Anthony to help you find something, and he does, you must pay your debt. Some readers have reminded me of a favourite old joke along those lines: a chap is driving to a crucial appointment, but he can't find anywhere to park. He prays to God: "If you find me a space I promise I will go to church every Sunday and make a massive contribution to the steeple fund." At that very second a car pulls out and leaves a spot. The chap says, "Oh, forget it, God, I've found one ..."