One of his disciples, post-modern pagan Eric the Viking, witnessed John From HUll baptising himself in the river at Llanfair. Again, the fruity language that greeted the cool, cleansing waters may sound, err, modern to our ears, but time will no doubt reveal that Father Jack was closest to the Ultimate Being. The swearing of oaths, with oaths, by oafs.

I wonder if Andy Watson has analysed the hidden meanings in the apocryphal pronouncement "Who the fuck are you, then?" that represented the totality of his audience with jFH