A story the Rural Dean told me.
It's a meeting of the Rural Deans with the two Archdeacons. One R.D. is just about to move out of his parish. He's a very Low Churchman who inherited a rather more Catholic church.
R.D.: Before I go I want to get rid of a load of vestments. I never used them, I just wear a suit. What should I do, do you think?
Archdeacon: You need to apply for a faculty.
R.D.: Great, who do I apply to for that?
R.D.: Right, and who do I send it to?
Archdeacon: Me. And then I reject it.