Visions and Vampires (3 version)
When Lord Manchester metamorphosised into the Reverend Manchester of the Holy Grail Church on that memorable day at a Barnet church in 1990, the Holy Spirit was reported to drop in on the ceremony at a north London church. It took the form of a "holy shimmering light" which , at the moment of anointing, fluttered down upon on the new priest’s freshly crimped curls and entered the rear of his head . This " inexplicable golden illumination" was actually witnessed, though by whom the subsequent report does not state , but happily someone was handily at hand with their camera to take photos of this mysterious phenomenon, which , to less excited minds , shows a pale shadow on the wall which looks rather like the sun shining through a window. Not content with this sign of divine favour, the following year , at another church service to fast-track Father Sean from priestdom to Bishopdom, St Francis appeared in a vision at the service of elevation . In a report of this next marvel and wonder, we hear that " a vision of Saint Francis as a fellow disciple and guide seemed to appear on the vestments before him...the vision lasted just a few moments before before the warm glow of the Holy Spirit filled the new bishop’s entire being. Those participating in the laying on of hands also experienced an inexplicable heat." Hmmm. Well, I saw a picture of Jesus in a potato I was peeling the other day ! An even better opportunity to emphasise the Bishop’s high status in the heavenly heirachy, came six years later with the tragic death of Princess Diana. Never one to miss a trick, his reverence leapt upon this bandwagon faster than Henri Paul footed the gas through the Alma Tunnel. As Gothic Press, the Bishops shop front, had not yet quite got to grips with the Internet ,photocopied snail mails from the London box number he operated from were soon creeping round the globe describing how the Princess of Wales, in a dream, came floating across a lake in her diaphanous nightie on the fatal night of the crash to the slumbering bishop, and, as their eyes shyly locked, she held out a brimming chalice to him . He woke up sobbing to hear the dreadful news on his radio and noted , to his great amazement , that the moment of the princess’s death coincided exactly with his dream! This absurd story beggars belief. Even in the world of spirit, it is hard to see why someone who has just "passed over " could appear to someone unknown to them in life! If the princess was going to make a final farewell to anyone then she would have obviously gone to her sons, not to some obscure vampire hunting bishop of whose existence she was completely unaware ! Worse was to come ! Inspired by the beatific vision, the bishop was transported to vertiginous heights of minstrelsy and composed a "musical tribute," entitled " Death and Transfiguration ", starring himself of course on his world famous blowings on his trusty sax. The result was an ear splitting excruciating ninety minute fugue of clanks, screams, tears, tantrums and a babel of maudlin warblings from the stricken masses, and oscar winning crocodile tears from the tone deaf bishop himself. . A discordant hideous cacophony of sound as ever assaulted the ear of mankind with lyrics , if anything,in even worse taste than the noise--it can hardly be called it music ! "Diana, thou precious princess, Queen of all our hearts....our lady of the lake, we love you, hear our cry, sweet English Rose, touching the lepers with thy spotless hands, we shall love thee till the day we die.......".and so on and so forth. However, according to his press office, reports were soon flooding in claiming that those whose shell likes had not been permanently damaged by this horrible racket, were also having visions of the princess ! Amazing ! The strange thing was that before Diana’s untimely death the Bishop had little time for her, comparing her to her notorious ancestor, Lady Caroline Lamb, considering them both attention seeking feckless floosies who could never tell the truth about anything. He thundered against the sins of the flesh from his box number,( and later the Internet ), but Diana’s death was too useful in the promotion of his own image to let her (and his) tacky past get in the way . Mercifully he stopped short of transforming her into a vampire legend once she was in her tomb, though for a while this seemed a distinct possibility. The Earl would probably have objected ! Notably also, the bishop had no visions of Princess Margaret and the Queen Mum in their nighties paying him a visitation when they passed away a few years later, and neither did he make such a fuss when one of his close friends died in 2004 !Is the Bishop genuinely deluded or is he suffering from Munchausen’s syndrome, making up a fantasy world for himself ? Could any of his tales actually be true ? As well as the above situations, he has claimed to hunt vampires and werewolves and done battle with a giant spider,matters which have already been discussed in other articles. Though no particular fan of Princess Diana, I feel sorry that she has been used in the Bishop’s self-styled, one- man- band, ego -boosting campaign ! He’ll be calling himself " her Rock " next ! Look out Paul Burrell!
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