Anglican Land's most recent diocese: May we ever increase in laughter
OK...Wounded Bird got me on to this wonderful news. There is a new diocese in Anglican Land, the Diocese of Wenchoster. An amazingly alive (or is it amazing that it is alive?) community, the Diocese of Wenchoster is the kind of place that makes my skin itch. The well developed diocesan website covers almost every aspect of this peculiar, from the snarky directives of the Sacristan to the wonderful joys of the Mandylion Chapel.
Nothing will do but for you to go there and explore. Use the handy-dandy click on map of the Cathedral.
Of course I was not pleased to see Wounded Bird, aka Grandmère Mimi, also produce this picture of Fr. Jeff.
Readers will know that the really Reverend Fr. Jeff is Rector of all Lewes, the village by the bay and the big water. He has never to my knowledge had his hand suggestively placed, or received the suggestive placing in return, let us say mano a mano. Moreover he smiles more than this guy and is never confused about the dates of impending high mucky muck visits.
I have never seen him, as is the case with this guy, caught like a deer in the headlights.
In all Christian charity, let us assume that this Fr. Jeff has his wits about him and that, given the other things going on in the Diocese of Wenchoster, his actions have some redeeming purpose above and beyond what is indicated by the placement of hands and knee.
Visit the Diocese, and THEN tell me there is no joy in Anglican Land.