I just cannot resist quoting Wiki -- loving its characteristic style re such things -- concerning odd goings-on involving the clergy. It says of an incumbent of Froyle in times gone by: "The Rev. Sir Thomas Miller was both vicar and lord of the manor, of Froyle. His grandson Sir Hubert Miller said of him, 'My grandfather hunted hard to hounds and drank two bottles of port with his dinner. I wonder he wasn't sick.' It was also reported that on hot summer mornings, the Rev. Sir Thomas would smash the church windows with his walking-stick to let air in. Although this is likely to be apocryphal."
Tamer stuff: but up and down England, stories are numerous about clergymen who were passionate anglers; and put their baptismal fonts to a secondary use, namely the keeping for a while, of live bait. The current vicar of Thurnby near Leicester, is a very keen angler; and runs a blog on that theme (though I'd never impute to him, the font-and-live-bait stunt).