A priest is going round visiting his parishioners. He visits one couple and asks them if they have any children. "No," the woman replies. "God never blessed us with children." "Oh, that's a shame," says the priest. "I'm going to Rome next week so I'll light a candle and pray for you." Ten years later, he and the woman meet again. "Hello," says the priest. "Do you remember me?" "I sure do," replies the woman. "And I now have ten children." "Ten children?" the priest asks. "That's fantastic! Can I speak to your husband to congratulate him?" "No," replies the woman. "He's gone to Rome to blow out that bloody candle."
