When do we know that summer has arrived at St Saviour’s? Is it perhaps the chirping of baby birds, amplified from the eaves where their parents nest? Is it the fact that the church grass begins to grow so rapidly, along with the weeds in the flower beds?
No, the answer is that summer has arrived when a churchwarden’s knees are on display! In Victorian and Edwardian England this would never have happened, but now times are changing. It remains to be seen as to how many members of the men’s group will be similarly attired in the coming weeks.
However, there is one guaranteed prediction that I will make: the Vicar of High Green will not be indulging in this display of knees, knobbly or otherwise!