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In a fullish House several wimples, bald patches, crucifixes, and beards were to be seen.The best beard, by a very long and rather yellowing strand, belonged to the Very Rev Archimandrite Ephrem Lash, of Chorlton-cum-Hardy, an ecumenical observer from the Orthodox churches.Father Ephrem made a speech about liturgical matters, referring to his uncle Bill who had been Bishop of Bombay, and explaining how he had been called to the priesthood in a first-class railway carriage somewhere between London and Manchester.
When he sat down his fellow beardwearer, Rowan Williams, Archbishop of Canterbury, roared with laughter and applauded, holding his hands up close to his chest and clapping with swift, feather-soft movements. When MPs laugh in the Commons it is normally because an opponent, or better still a colleague, has come the most frightful cropper.
Here at Synod they laughed in encouragement, with one another.
Almost every speaker, even in some decidedly chewy financial debates, deployed humour and self-deprecation.
The speeches were generally brief, well-composed, and delivered with clarity. The only exception to clarity was Father Ephrem, whose beard (the size of a rampant clematis) got in the way.
WE WERE only 15 minutes into yesterday's meeting of Synod at Church House, just over the road from the Palace of Westminster, when a wigged clerk shouted the word: 'Divide! We all know the C of E has its niggles, but this was impressive.