I was having a chat with a friend last night about ghosts and whether or not we believed they exist. We both found that as children we believed that family members who had passed away were watching us from heaven (because God can, they can).
This has been weighing on my mind since last night and I would like to know this: If our childhood ponderings have any substance in them what sort of censorship does God have going, because I’m not all that keen on family catching the lavatory and boudoir show, amongst others.
Is it right that deceased relatives should be getting the full E4 version of our lives or does The Big Man edit it down to the Best Of?
What do you think?