Oh gosh I've offended a lot of people.
Trouble was, Bodric's prayers of intercession. If there was a relative of a Beaker Person, a small town in the Middle East or a low-grade disaster anywhere in the world that went un-prayed-for, I couldn't tell you what it is.
Anyway, after twenty minutes I decided enough was enough. So very, very quietly, so as not to disturb anyone, I snuck out of the Moot House and went off for a cup of tea.
So I've just had a delegation. Turns out "you shouldn't do that when you're leading the service". When Bodric got to the end and nothing happened, they just all sat there in silence, waiting for me to move on to the Beaker Pouring. They reckon it's the longest morning service in history.