how heelers met his waterloo

God was peering down from heaven through a little hole in the clouds.
Saint Peter wandered by.
"What are you doing Lord?" quoth he cheerfully.
"Shhh," sez the Lord. "Come over here and look at this."
Saint Peter ambled over and peered through the cloud.
"What is it?" he wondered.
The Lord grinned.
"Look right there in the corner of Bewleys cafe," he said. "Look. It's Heelers. He's just sitting there happy as a man can be, and he thinks he hasn't a worry in the world."
"So?"
"Now look who's at the other table."
Saint Peter goggled.
"Hodders, my God, what's she doing here?"
The Lord groaned.
"Who knows!" he said. "I mean what's she ever doing anywhere? But what's important is that any moment now I'm going to bring her and Heelers together. Heelers is going to reach for the newspaper that's been abandoned at the other table. She's going to tell him it's hers. And then she'll reel him in."
"Ah Lord you wouldn't."
"Listen Peter, we owe it to ourselves to live a little."

And that's exactly the way it happened folks.