Actually, North Wales is quite a good place to have a Jedi Church. Since they almost talk like Yoda there already.
Jones: Morning Evans. Look all dressed up to go a long way walking, yew do!
Evans: Morning Jones. Off up to church, I am!
Jones: On a Thursday? Strange day for church, that is!
Evans: Well, it’s that nyew Jedi church, isn’t it. Giving it a try, I am.
Jones: Jedi church? Whut on Eerth is a Jedi church?
Evans: Like that Star Wars film, isn’t it! Get all sorts of mental abilitees, yew do!
Jones: Star Wars? The one with the laser swords?
Evans: That’s the one. Call ‘em ‘lightsabers’, they do!
Jones: Coo, but one of them would be yewsful, wouldn’t it!
Evans: Thinking the same, wasn’t I?
Jones: Well, better be coming along too, hadn’t I?
One short walk later.
Jedi Priest: Welcome, you are. The church of Jedi, this is!
Jones: Well, that’s heartening, isn’t it? It’s always nicer when yew understand the language!