I know that for the last couple of years, there has been a considerable delay in publishing material on Dancing Scarecrow. I really am trying to do something about that. But last week Angie and Dave Tunstall came round for a eucharist meal and Clare and I wrote was has rapidly become my favourite eucharistic prayer. It started as an exploration of our methodology and ended up as a very silly, deeply serious theopoetic exploration of the relationship between liturgy, language and God. So I've allowed it to jump the queue.