Albert Fisher was known as"The Bishop" because of his name... Fisher.  An Archbishop of Canterbury had been called Fisher and Albert was fond of telling people that he was related to that elevated prelate!  This, of course, was not the case but, it didn't matter and his fellow dossers called him Bishop nonetheless.  Albert slept under a tree in Stoke Damerel graveyard on occasion and an experience that he recounted from one sojurn in the graveyard [a conversation with a fox] is shown here. His usual accommodation was at the Salvation Army Hostel in King Street which of course no longer exists.

The Bishop's most impressive 'vision' occured when, 'the sun had been shining through the tree, that every single leaf had turned into a man with a top hat, that each man with a top had had a pint of beer in his hand and that each and every one of them had wished him "Good Morning!"

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