Three nuns are driving round London in Ford Puma, Mother Superior at the wheel. Then crash, bang, wallop !! Three dead nuns are now standing at the Pearly Gates.
They give St. Pater a cheery wave; after all, we’re all Brides of Christ. Bound to let us in. No problemo.
“Hold it right there. Not so fast, girls, We’re choc-a-bloc with dead nuns at the moment. You’ll each have to pass an Entrance Exam, graded questions.” explained the gate-keeping Saint.
Nun Number One steps forward : “Now Sister, what did you do in the Convent?”
“I was only a Novice, St Peter.” . . . “Okay: easy novice question for you. Now tell me, Sister, what clothes were Adam and Eve wearing in the Garden of Eden?”
“It was fig leaves, St Peter” . . . “Indeed so. Welcome, Sister, to the Kingdon of Heaven.”
Nun Number Two steps forward : “Now Sister, what did you do in the Convent?”
“Oh, St Peter, I was the Convent Cook.” . . . “Okay. Medium difficult question for you. What fruit did Eve offer Adam in the Garden of Eden?”
“It was an apple, St Peter.” . . . “Indeed so. Welcome, Sister, to the Kingdom of Heaven.”
Nun Number Three steps forward : “Now Sister, and what exactly did you do in the Convent?”
“Oh, St Peter, I was actually the Convent’s Mother Superior.” . . . “Really? Top Dog, eh? Right, a really hard question for you. When Eve saw Adam running towards her in the Garden of Eden, for the very first time, what did she say?”
“Oh, St Peter, er, er . . that really is a hard one!” . . . “Indeed so. Welcome, Sister, to the Kingdom of Heaven.”