Poor Drayton Parslow. He wandered into Bogwulf Baptist chapel this morning to find the fruits of yesterday evening's Ikon Workshop hanging round the walls. Personally I think that 82 icons, many representing Biblical saints (although a few appeared to be members of the cast of Eastenders), is a beautiful thing, baby. The glowing colours - the light reflecting off the gold of the icons - the way the eyes follow you around the room - they're like a portal to another place.
But Drayton thinks icons lead you to a completely different other place. Walking into the chapel expecting the usual green-sand walls (which he's had whitewashed) he saw the host of heaven gazing towards him and passed out.
Thankfully Young Keith was walking past and, with his legendary presence of mind, he's whipped all the icons out and re-hung them in the Moot House. Drayton came back round, assumed he'd had some kind of vision, and he's still preaching away as well as ever.
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