...and I was off to the remarkable church in Soho, that is the subject of a newly-released history. As expected, the Mass was very crowded - young people sitting on the floor at the back etc. It's always gently amusing to see and hear this international congregation singing "on Erin's green valleys..." on the feast of Ireland's saint: there are not many Irish in this mixed congregation today. I had chiefly come for the NIGHT FEVER that followed Mass - as always, we fanned out across Soho Square and neighbouring streets with lanterns. In addition to inviting people to come in and light a candle, we gave out small bunches of shamrock. A good many people came in - lots of people were celebrating St Patrick's Day, and also the church was warm and glowing with candlelight on this bitterly cold night of sleet and snow.
When things finished with Benediction, there was supper and a ceilidh in the big crypt hall, with hot food and cheery music. Then home through the snow...
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