
Dial G for God
CHATTING on your mobile during a church service would normally be frowned upon: but what if it’s God on the line? Michael Zehse directs us to the case of Zimbabwean pastor Paul Sanyangore of Victory World International Ministries, who says he has God’s private number, and was filmed in conversation with the .
Feedback has to wonder about the implications of this technological triumph. What kind of mobile plan is God on? Does the almighty use an iPhone or Android? And does dialling heaven count as a long-distance call, or is God always local?
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Not only did Sanyangore swear he would share the number with the world, he delivered on this promise. And so, South Africa’s East Coast Radio host Darren Maule . Sadly the call went through to voicemail, proving you can speak to God, but he won’t always answer back.
However, the automated mailbox did offer an itemised list of options that callers could request from the big guy, including forgiveness, lost love, winning lottery numbers, world peace and the tempting option to “press 5 to smite someone”.
“Affinity Water makes a less-than-enticing pitch to Ian Gammie. A flyer reads: “Be prepared for unexpected problems with this plumbing offer.””
Cornish knocker
FEEDBACK previously asked for your help creating a pub crawl of scientific greats (15 July). Sadly, the reputations of many scientists have outlasted the establishments celebrating them.
Tom Jones sings a paean for the William Cookworthy pub in St Austell in Cornwall, UK, which celebrated the 18th-century chemist who discovered china clay in the area.
This allowed the local production of translucent white Chinese-style porcelain, much in demand at the time. “China clay is still used for making porcelain and bone china,” says Tom, “but Cornish stone is used less as it contains quartz, which makes it difficult to grind into a powder.”
Checked out
SCIENCE-inclined drinkers might also have found refreshment in the Sir Humphry Davy in Penzance, says Fiona Zachariasse. It’s named in honour of the local boy who made the periodic table his personal bingo card, isolating no fewer than seven different elements and then inventing the Davy lamp to keep miners safe.
Sadly both pubs have gone the way of the Cornish mining industry: the taps have run dry at the Sir Humphry Davy, and the William Cookworthy is now a local supermarket.
Dry spell
ONE of our thirsty colleagues relays that the Alexander Fleming pub in Paddington, London, is also gathering dust (and, presumably, mould). And in Norfolk, says Ian Wakelin, “there is a pub next to King’s Lynn bus station called ‘The Lord Kelvin’,” now sadly on ice.
Just the tonic
THANKFULLY things aren’t so grim up north. Martin Wood tells us the Doctor Duncan’s in St Johns Lane, Liverpool, remains popular, named in honour of William Henry Duncan, Liverpool’s first medical officer of health.
Martin says there are “five real beers and a good deal on pies. What’s not to like?” Interested drinkers may consider a chaser in Pi in Mossley Hill, he says, “for further good beers and (of course) more pies”.
Pie in the sky
SPEAKING of pies, Joe Edwards writes in response to news of KFC launching a chicken sandwich to the edge of space (8 July), telling us “it won’t be the first savoury snack to reach such heights”.
He says that a meat and potato pie made a similar journey from Wigan in 2016, to celebrate the World Pie Eating Championships. After drifting for two hours at around 30,000 metres, the pie descended to Earth and was recovered by space-pie officials. Whether it was still edible – or if anyone was brave enough to .
Powered up
AFTER a seven-year refurbishment of Birmingham New Street rail station in the UK, Peter Nicholson reports that managers have erected a sign boasting about the site’s environmental credentials. It reads: “New Street Station has low energy lighting and control systems that can save up to 50% less energy than the previous lighting system.” Progress!
Divine protection
CHINESE technology is incredible, says Larry Constantine, after receiving a Tantek tempered glass screen protector that “came with a seal certifying ‘Protection of God’ “. Ideal for those with a direct line to heaven, we presume.
Larry worries that maybe the claim refers to the sticker itself: “Might I be in cosmic hot water for breaking the seal to extract the screen protector?” By our maths, there are six other seals to be broken before things get really serious, Larry. Keep an ear out for the sound of trumpets and horsemen.
Cold caller

THE latest batch of junk mail delivered to Jim Jobe included a flyer advertising white goods, one of which caught his eye: “a frost-free fridge-freezer and, according to the blurb, ‘works in temperatures as low as -15 degrees’ “.
Jim wonders why anyone living in temperatures as low as that would need a fridge-freezer. “Then the penny dropped: these must be part of the batch ordered by that legendary salesperson who could sell fridges to those living in the Arctic!”