Leaving aside all the ways in which this wobbly, decrepit and fading sign is in need of renewal (agreed by PCC and in hand) – why on earth was it ever considered sensible to make such a point of conveying the identity of the Rector? It is George Herbert syndrome embodied in wood and pigment.
You’re right. This will mean nothing to your parishioners. They should have written, “The bald, ageing hippie who’s always hanging around the bar of the White Hart.”
Ha! Actually, that wouldn’t distinguish me enough…
Alright. “The bald, ageing hippie who’s always hanging around the bar of the White Hart who looks like a vicar.” 🙂