On Telegraph.co.uk, I write about churches and Sunday trading:

I was once taken to a church in London called the Kensington Temple, the sort of church where people either engage in crass, self-indulgent behaviour or are led to visibly express their love for the son of God, depending upon your point of view. We were early for the service and ventured into the basement where the church had created what was like a small WHSmith, selling Christian DVDs, CDs and books. A credit card terminal let people pay on plastic.

This should have appealed to my capitalistic tendencies, but I wondered if the correct Christian action might have been to storm into the shop in a rage, driving out the checkout staff and turning over the tables, just as Jesus reportedly did to the traders in the Jewish temple he visited. I suspected that such Christ-like behaviour might have been considered criminal damage, though, so I resisted.