Last yesterday I was sitting very much within my abode-residence when I realised that The Archbishop of Canterbury was loitering in the lounge. When I enquired why he was trespassing in this way he said he was the Archbishop of Canterbury and could do what he liked. He then told me in no uncertain terms that 'Come Dine With Me' was on at any minute and no way would he leave until he had watched it. Fearing for his sanity, I recommended a local doctor. Surprisingly pleased with this suggestion, The Archbishop shook my hand and offered me the use of Canterbury whenever I needed it. An unusual evening, then, but one not without its Archbishop of Canterburys.