The village of Buggerham is becoming rather 'Zen' of late.
Only this morning I was woken by the sound of a Japanese bamboo flute (or Shakuhachi) drifting across the thatched roofs. And the day before yesterday old Mrs Trim and her ladies held a Tea ceremony in Primrose Tea Rooms.
It appears that the village is turning to esoteric forms of enlightenment, encouraged, I can only surmise, by the Reverend Wiltshire's conversion to Jedi.
