Chatty Cathy

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Wilbur the Painter

There was a tradesman, a painter called Wilbur, who was very interested in

>making a penny where he could, so he often would thin down his 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 the painting of one

>of their biggest buildings. Wilbur put in a bid, and because his price was

>so low, he got the job.

>

>And so he set to erecting the scaffolding and setting up the planks, and

>buying the paint and, yes, sorry to say, thinning it down with turpentine.

>Well, Wilbur was up on the scaffolding, painting away, the job nearly

>completed when SUDDENLY--there was a horrendous clap of thunder! The sky

>opened and the rain poured down--

>... washing the thinned paint from all over the church and knocking Wilbur

>clear off the scaffold to land on the lawn among the gravestones,

>surrounded by telltale puddles of the thinned and useless paint.

>Wilbur 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 .




>"Repaint! Repaint! And thin no more!"