ABSTRACT

Adam and Eve are suburbanites in the nude, and like other suburbanites they are preoccupied with gardening, with their own sexual relations, and with the details of their rudimentary housekeeping. Even what many would regard as the horrors of suburban life are only delights to Adam and Eve. They do not mind that they are constantly under inspection by angelic neighbours, or by God himself ... There’s an angel up in the sky. So there is: how nice; perhaps he’ll stay to lunch. And when Eve serves the meal, goes away and leaves the men to their masculine conversation, we feel that we are as close as Paradise can get to port and cigars.