“Look, Pastor, It wasn’t my intention to change your beliefs, what I challenged you to do is to look at them with fresh eyes. You may do that and ...ome back to the belief you held previously. Maybe, teaching Theology would be perfect for you to do that, involve the people, the students, to carve their own understanding. At least, you will be able to absorb different perspectives and ultimately that will help you.”“That’s a different view to the way I was thinking. You may be right, I think I. Jess exited her office for a quick trip to the restroom. She looked in the mirror, dark circles under her bloodshot eyes, and was glad no one was looking for her. Jess finished up and headed back to her office. Just as Jessica rounded the corner, she saw JP, Tondra and Marcus in the hallway. ‘Where were you?’ JP snapped. Jessica, taken aback, replied, ‘I was in the restroom.’ ‘Miss Saunders,’ Tondra said in a calm voice, shooting a harsh look at JP, ‘We have searched all over for you for half. Once soaked I moved on upstream keeping to the very edge of the bush. I heard the waterfall before I saw it. It took me about quarter of an hour more walking before I saw it. It looked so odd. The sun caught it as it fell and cast a rainbow of sorts across the river. The rocks behind the waterfall took on a bluish tinge. Vaguely I knew what that was. The water below the rock face seemed very deep, and very tempting. I stripped and dove in. The water was freezing cold, I guessed that the. 'The Queer pub.'It was early 1960s I was engaged to be married in a few months, and some of my pals wanted to go for a pint. One chap said he'd heard about a gay pub in Walsall and why didn't we go there, just for a laugh. Except in those days gay meant happy not queer! So we all went to this pub, it was called the 'Fountain' and was run by a woman in her 60s everyone called aunty. When we arrived Aunty refused to let us in, saying she thought we were from the rugby club and had caused trouble.