...across London, en route to family in Oxfordshire, I stopped for Mass at St Patrick's, Soho, beckoned by the bell ringing out across traffic and litter and roadworks in Oxford Street. Church very full: a young volunteer stands at the back to help steer people to spaces available. I found a place at a pew-end where I was able to put my case by an adjoining side-altar.
Glorious music, beautiful church, candles glowing, dignified and uplifting liturgy, voices raised in responses and hymns. Afterwards, freshly brewed coffee in the crypt...friendly chat, delightful young people being nice to Auntie...
Oxford Street is crowded but messy and somehow a bit seedy - American visitors who come expecting smart shops and a feeling of elegance must be very disappointed...tube to Paddington, and thence by train through lashing rain to a warm family welcome...
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