Newest church

Support for Riverton's (and probably the country's) newest church is ballooning.
Already, prime pews are booked for the first service, tagged for this coming Sunday, (provided it is a sunny day, though we are an all-weather church: subject to all weathers. On rainy days we praise umbrellas, on days that are windy, we give thanks for kites. The gulls are our friends and we accept their offerings gratefully.), and sewing machines are whirring-out frilled collars and curl-toed slippers in preparation for Sunday's Great Walk.
For those of you travelling from afar (I hesitate to say 'pilgrims'), here are some of the architectural features that will great you when you arrive.
Firstly, the Approach. This very fine bricked path leads directly to the entrance to the Church of St Estuarine the Brackish, in a round-about sort of way.

Our spire, set slightly apart from the church for reasons of modesty, has recently been re-clad in copper. We are immensely proud of it and want to thank the steeple-jacks here and now for their craftsmanship.

We'll fly our flag, known as The Rag of St Estuarine, from this pole, thoughtfully provided for us by the local town council, probably in the full knowledge that many of the councillors would become members of the Congregation (known as 'congruents').

And finally, the pièce de résistance, our Holey Stone, the core of our movement and touch-stone for the church and its followers. The Story of the Stone is a moving one and will enthral the swarms of children who will attend our 'Sunday School' (held on the foreshore beneath the floor or the Church Proper, whilst the adults discuss the Cataclysm overhead), while the Stone herself will provide guidance to those who know how to listen, how to really hear.