This morning Margaret and I set out at a fair hour to board the first of three modes of public transport that bore us from Abingdon to London, to observe Gaudete Sunday at All Saints Margaret Street. All vehicles and timings favoured us, so we arrived in plenty of time and availed ourselves of the chance both to gaze admiringly and to prepare our hearts and minds for sacred worship.
After, and after the good people of Margaret St wound down the after-Mass festivities, we were offered a [vegetarian] Sunday dinner that couldn’t be beat by Fr Alan and his mum, who was visiting. A brilliant symposium, with wonderful friends, and smooth travel home. Splendid day….