A Bishop invited his three sons home for a midwinter get-together.


On the cold first morning of their stay, he stood warming himself at a roaring log fire as the first son, a Parson, appeared from bed.


Good morning father,said he.


Good morning,son replied the Bishop,Did you sleep well?.


Wonderful sleep, I dreamt I was in heaven.


Great!, Come and stand by the fire said the Bishop.


Good morning, son, did you sleep well?.


He asked his second son, also a Parson.


Marvelous, I dreamt I was an angel!. And he went to stand in front of the fire. The third, a commercial traveller appeared.


Good morning said the Bishop, not so eagerly, How was your night?.


I dreamt I was in Hell said he, And it was just like home- you couldnt get near the fire for Parsons.