Bishop Beesley was carpet bombing a field of pumpkins. Jerry Cornelius could just make out his bulbous silhouette in the Lancaster Bombers cockpit. He watched from a rocky hillside bent double with laughter. The Bishop was over excited and over reacting again. As he regained his composure Jerry had to admire the Bishops style in combining a classic piece of war machinery with state of the art cluster bombs. Of course Beesley had no real ethical problems with All Hallows Eve, it had been the Popes recent visit that had triggered this display of dogma. An act based purely on instinct." God be praised " muttered the Bishop as his over weight mass attempted to exit the cockpit. Jerry offered him a hand. Tomorrow the bomber had to be returned to the Imperial War Museum. Pumpkins plastered the under carriage. This would be hard to explain. Beesley had hired the aircraft for less trivial missions in the past. Occasionally they had even strayed into Europe, or the remains of it at least. Working with the Church of Rome was often a surreal experience, " Bishop Cornelius " was a very real possibility mused Jerry...
I must have been in an exuberant mood that day... lol
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