One day, my auld friend Paddy was preparing to board a plane when he heard that the Pope was on the same flight. "This is exciting," thought Paddy. "I've always been a big fan of the Pope. Perhaps I'll be able to see him in person." Suddenly, Paddy realised his seat was right next to the Pope himself. Still, Paddy was too shy to speak to His Holiness. Shortly after take-off, the Pope took a crossword puzzle out of his carry-on bag and began pencilling in the answers. "This is fantastic!" Paddy mused. "I'm really good at crosswords. It crossed his mind that if the Pope got stuck, He'd ask me for assistance." Almost as if providence struck, the Pope turned to Paddy and said, "Excuse me, but do you know a four letter word referring to a woman that ends in 'unt'? The three Cardinals behind, in front of and beside Paddy shrunk down in their seats, as far as possible, all looking for something on the floor. Paddy was in morbid shock. He couldn't breathe and went within himself, thought deeper, longer for a plausible answer and after almost a minute, the dark clouds of evil parted in his mind and the sun shone in. Turning to the Pope, Paddy said, with reverence and politeness, " l believe, Your Holiness that you're looking for the word, ' aunt ' " "Of course!" the Pope declared, ...."Do you have an eraser?"