one day a priest is walking through the woods, along the ancient old stream that ran throughout. it was a beautiful day, the sun was shining and he was enjoying his stroll when all of a suden the priest heard a small voice comming from a rock.

"Please help me vicar" it said

the vicar looked a little perplexed at the voice and took a closer look a the rock, sat on which was a small green frog. just then the frog chirped up again.

"Please help me vicar" it replied

the vicar, looked at the frog, and not believing what he was seeing said "was that you talking"

the frog replied "yes vicar, i need your help"

the vicar shook his head " i dont believe this. you are a talking frog" he said

the frog replied "i am now vicar, but i was once a small boy in your choir.. my name was Mathew"

the vicars face changed all of a sudden, " Mathew " he said, "you went missing 3 years ago, what happened"

"well " said the frog " i was out walking along the stream just like you, and i accidently bumped into an old lady, who turned out to be a wicked witch. she turned me into a frog."

"oh that is awful" said the vicar " and how can i help you"

"well said the frog, i was told by the witch that i would stay this way until a nice kind soul, took pity on me, Fed me a big meal, bathed me, and put me to bed in a large bed. If someone fullfilled this i would be human again"

"ah" said the vicar, " this is your lucky day then'

He picked up the little frog, and headed off home, he made a three course meal, of steak, and other food items, before running a nice hot bath for the little frog. before long it was bedtime, and the vicar went to bed, placing the little frog on the pillow next to him. wishing the frog a good night.

Lo and behold the following morning there was the boy back to normal......

AND THAT YOUR HONOUR IS THE VICARS STORY

THE DEFENCE RESTS!