So what we need are names for each other, and this means using the ancient and revived title of Mar. Here are some real examples:
I have a genuine soft spot for Ulric Vernon Herford, the Unitarian minister who became Mar Jacobus, Bishop of Mercia and Middlesex, Administrator of the Metropolitan See of India, Ceylon, Milapur, etc., of the Syro-Chaldean Church and of the Patriarchate of Babylon and the East, and founder of the Evangelical Catholic Communion.
Other examples include Jules Ferette, who became Mar Julius I, Bishop of Iona, and he came to England to set up a British Orthodox Church, and there is Richard Williams Morgan, in 1874, as Mar Pelagius I, first Patriarch of a restored Ancient British Church.
So far we have these names:
Mar Mite is me. Someone twigged that yes it is because I am over six foot five that I am Mar Mite. Plus you either hate or love Mar Mite.
Moset was an early one, which is brilliant, a scratchy bishop with claws.
Malade suggests something wrong but a bit fruity.
The best one Sunday evening was Co Polo. This is a travelling bishop, obviously.
There are others too, but perhaps readers can think of their own. So, in the spirit of Mad Priest, I invite readers to think of their own high episcopal names and to let me know of any really good ones for admission into this new Synod of Bishops. Then we will meet regularly for the sole purpose of dressing up and consecrating each other and then have tea and cake afterwards.
Meanwhile I have been directed to the question: is congregational singing like Marmite? I have an answer and it is near to yes.
There is a second game. I've been tagged to give a personal creed in 140 characters (not spaces), but I want to give this some thought. Or, rather, I'm already booked and busy in the afternoon.