A young lad from West Wales dies peacefully in his sleep and goes to Heaven. After he's been given the introductory tour by St Peter of the Welcome Wagon, he's given a private audience with God Almighty - like all new arrivals.

They chat for a while about this and that - rugby scores, fishing, mutual acquaintances, general stuff - and then they come to the crunch...

GOD: Well, young fella. I'm sure you have some questions you'd like to ask me...
Dai: *shy* Well, yeah, sort of... Do you ever get bored? I mean You've been up here forever...
GOD: *shakes His head, patiently* No, my son - a million years to men is like but a single day to me.
Dai: *surprised* Really? And is that true of everything? I mean, a million pounds to you...
GOD: *nods* ... is worth less than a penny. Money as you understand it has no value here, my son...

Young Dai thinks about this for a while and then, grinning, looks up.

Dai: 'Dad', can I have a penny?
GOD: *smiling fondly* Tomorrow, my son, tomorrow...