I have arrived. The bishop had his way. The congregation here are not happy. They are a free church and had the power to appoint their own Vicar. The last incumbent here, was hoisted out of the pulpit and placed facing backwards on a donkey, then driven out of the town. I am tempted to lecture them using St. Francis of Assisi words, it is no use walking anywhere to preach unless our walking is our preaching. They will need a mule for me. So brother pray for the mule when I walk into church tomorrow.