Holy Toast

If you suffer from the almost constant disappointment of holy effigies failing to miraculously appear to you during breakfast, well, fret no more, because help is at hand. The problem with your everyday religious apparitions is that, well, for the fainthearted at least, they're a bit rubbish. Often it takes an almost suicidal leap of faith to see your chosen deity appear in your breakfast. You may have to squint sideways through blue Venetian silk stretched over the branches of a two hundred year old Abyssinian cedar tree, on the last Wednesday in June, whilst standing on one leg in a an old sink half filled with water drawn by neutered goats from the 'Well of Indecision' high in the Kibla mountains - and even then, you may still find you're just looking at what will now be a rather cold piece of toast.



So, don't leave it to chance or random benevolence, this thoroughly un-blessed pair of Holy Toast presses will guarantee you a highly visible (even to the faithless) perfect Virgin Mary every time. Just press your bread into the mould, pop it into the toaster and, with no miracle whatsoever, your toast will become an icon.