Football pitch Brizzlewick. A dwelling infested with Gods, each trying to create their universe, promoting their faith over that of rival Gods who live in the neighbourhood. Raymond wants to be a new God start a new religion, and a new universe. The main snag is that he hasn’t got any money. Luckily he wins one in a raffle, but this is the only good fortune he encounters in the quest to becoming the undisputed ruler of  thoughts. As a result the universe he creates is made out of substandard materials such as beermats and The situation breaks down into two main parts. There is the politics of running and funding a universe and all the troubles behind it. Conflict with other struggling Gods with their own worlds, advice, sabortage and daring people to piss up mars. Writing the bible and trying to make the whole thing really catch on. Sending Raymond Witnesses around to annoy people and subtley touching on deep issues by stupid metophors. There is also the world itself. This is an endless opportunity to parady anything that has happend in the history of the universe with God’s substandard materials being a perminant twist. Instead of a stone age, there’s a cardboard age. We map the tales of frustrated anchient man living in old cornflakes packets and how survival was difficult until they found formica. Then the formica age and finally the dreaded days of plastic warfare where LEGO cannons fire with deadly accuracy and huge fisher price walls guarded every city. There is also endless bible stories as influences. Adam and Eve are budget models and God discovers Adam is gay  - a balls up that throws the entire future of the human race into doubt. After killing Golliath, David is put on a murder charge, Jonha gets eaten by a shark and Noah’s ark sinks. The whole operation is rought with confusion, a frantic Raymond trying to keep it all together while keeping a tight grasp of his purse strings. The world is heading for disaster. Pressure of finances and final demands from the bank build up, other religions sue for supposed plagerism, God has to sack half the solar system (putting Stephen Hawkins out of a job) and the world needs a saviour. Enter Jesus who, in this version, gets ran over by a milkfloat, throwing the proposed measures for Easter into confusion.