Monday, March 27, 2017

Laetare: Mothering Sunday...

...and at the end of Mass, bunches of daffodils  tied with golden ribbon were blessed and distributed for us to give to our mothers...rather touching to see small Sunday School children eagerly running forward, and hulking tall altar severs awkwardly searching out mum in the congregation to give the flowers and a hug...

FrC suggested that mothers who had died could be remembered lovingly in prayer and the flowers given to Mary  at the Lady Altar...

And I took a bunch to give to my ma-in-law in Somerset, hoping the flowers would survive the journey via Bristol...

Train from Paddington, and a warm welcome at the Catholic Chaplaincy at Bristol University:  a talkative supper and then my talk on St John Paul the Great and the Theology of the Body.  A wonderful evening...talk ran on late, lively, friendly, wide-ranging, extremely interesting...

An early start the next morning, train into Somerset, and on to a lovely lunch with mama-in-law. We had sent a big bouquet at the weekend, and the daffs, a bit tired but capable of revival, were now added. We tackled a crossword together - she is v. good at them - and enjoyed lots of family chat. Beyond us the hills of Exmoor were misty and green. The bus route into town trundled past fields of wobbly-legged lambs.


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