In the electronic world, it was Ernie and Greenpatches who have been suggesting things were better under Archdruid Eileen.
And here in the Community, of course, it was always going to happen. Especially after this morning's events where a bunch of Martians blew up the Moot House.
Inevitably, some fool has said that the Moot House was never blown to smithereens when Eileen was in charge. So I have checked the annals, and it turns out that in fact the Moot House was relentlessly and consistently blown up when Eileen was in charge. Blown up, burnt down, flooded, fumigated, and generally smashed to pieces on a regular basis.
In fact, when Eileen was in charge, she was repeatedly told that things were better under her predecessor - despite her not even having a predecessor. The legend of the saintly pastoral predecessor, it would seems, has deeply rooted.
However, I shall continue. I am just now heading over to conduct the unenviable task of negotiation with Drayton Parslow a sharing arrangement for St Bogwulf's chapel. I will be trusting to his Christian charity, generosity and desire to help out fellow-believers. However, given that he thinks we're a group of neo-pagan New Agers with a liberal attitude to sexual repression, I may have to fall back on that other powerful argument. The one that starts out with me pointing out I am his technically his landlord. If he tells me I'm not as good as the last one, I'll remind him of how many times she hit him with her cricket bat.