Over the last couple of nights, John the Baptist has exhibited that frenetic energy that made him such a hit by the Jordan.
Not content with standing in the kitchen and spinning round in circles on day 2 (the result of a truly prodigious ingestion of sugar, apparently), John proved himself a man with a truly apocalyptic attention span, as, after tickling Eve under the arms, he then rushed off to pray for the filling of the Ark swimming pool.
Raising his arms to heaven, he shouted for water to miraculously appear in the pool. Not to be upstaged, Moses, an old hand at this sort of thing, joined in the invocations. No effect so far, but you never know, do you?