Outside, there was a gale blowing; the temperature had dropped several degrees from the recent pleasant warmth, and there was even hail bashing against the window.
Inside, the TV was on and the installation of Sarah Mullally as Archbishop of Canterbury was underway.
On the sofa, your reviewer was approaching this ceremony with a certain jaded cynicism, a world-weary despair about the Church of England, and 1,001 theological reservations.
Why I took a stuffed parrot to CofE Synod
The General Synod of the Church of England has engaged over decades in a cycle of groundhog-day debates about human …