You only get as far as 'My sense of humour is…' before you are interrupted by a shrill ringing. The priest reaches under his robes and pulls out a telephone. 'It's for you,' he says handing it over, but quite how he knows this is a mystery, since he hasn't answered it yet. Will you take the call, jump on the donkey and attempt a quick getaway or resign yourself to everlasting misery?