Places of Worship: The Methodists

As I walk about the settlement of Little Pudding, the good people of the village salute me. I wave back and greet them heartily. The village has a number of landmarks, especially its places of worship.

The old Methodist Church on the Green is advertising its Christmas bizarre (yes, bizarre, apparently it's a form of freakshow), which it held in June last year, as part of its quest to appear less tradition-bound. The minister who came up with that left last year when it was discovered that he was stealing other people's sermons. There wouldn't have been much fuss, but he was mugging them when they left church. And when he robbed a Reformed Baptist, that was the last straw.

It really was a pity, as his congregation did not appreciate that sermon. He was asked to explain his references to Election, and his excuse was rightly judged worse than the original.