The British feel perfectly at home in the company of a little gentle eccentricity. It is an endearing quality which we like to admire and slightly envy. The Good Hotel Guide even awards laurel wreaths for it. But when a taste for the unconventional is mixed with conventional wisdom, when flamboyance is matched by modesty and when the tenets of a Christian faith mingle with the subculture of alternative society, you have a very curious conundrum. It’s all a bit Irish — like the brothers McCoy, who are Yorkshire born and bred but whose grandparents nevertheless came from Ireland.