A dark and wet evening on Friday 13th November provided the setting for a mystery at St Chad’s.
Tables were set in the Chancel and a banquet was held by the mythical 8th Earl of Sefton. Some dubious acting exposed a plot of family intrigue and jealousy that was nevertheless convincing. The dinner guests (who had each paid £7 for the privilege) were confronted by solving a complex whodunnit. None were successful, including those playing the major parts.
The evening was rounded off with awards for the acting and catering. There are no prizes for guessing who got the prize for the most bumbling detective – I was actually playing the role of one of the victims but didn’t know it at the time.
There has been a great deal of interest in the event and it is sure to be repeated, perhaps when the weather gets a bit warmer and the nights a bit lighter.