Jock the Painter
There was a tradesman, a painter called Jock, who was very interested in making a penny where he could, so he often would thin down paint to make it go a wee bit further. As it happened, he got away with this for some time, but eventually the Baptist Church decided to do a big restoration job on one of their biggest churches. Jock put in a bid, and, because his
price was so competitive, And so he set to, with a right good will, erecting the trestles and setting up the planks and buying the paint and, yes, I am sorry to say, thinning it down with the turpentine. Well, Jock was up on the scaffolding, painting away, the job nearly done, when suddenly there was a horrendous clap of thunder. The sky opened, the rain poured down and washed the thin paint from all over the church, knocking Jock fair off the scaffold. He landed on the lawn among the gravestones surrounded by telltale puddles of the thinned and useless paint. Jock was no fool. He knew this was a judgment from the Almighty, so he got on his knees and cried: "Oh, God ! Forgive me ! What should I do ?" And from the thunder, a mighty voice spoke. / / / / / / (you're gonna love this ... ) / / / / "Repaint ! Repaint .. and thin no more ! " ~ author unknown ~~~ ~~~ I'd love it if you would take the time to sign my guest book!
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