It was my great honor tonight to receive in my humble chamber two fine priests of England, one of whom is the master of Roman Miscellany. Men like this are encouraging.
On my next trip to London, they have assured me they will organize a blognik of priest bloggers. Wouldn’t that be interesting?
Hurrah!
“Wouldn’t that be interesting?”
Yes, especially if it were in Canterbury Cathedral!
(I’m assuming you fed your exalted guests, right?)
Maybe it would be better at Ye Ole Cheshire Cheese, which was Dr Johnson’s favorite pub.
Fr Tim Finigan of the Hermeneutic of Continuity will be so green with envy when he hears…
…I must let him know tomorrow!
;-)
I think you may be able to provide the proof that has recently been sought of the existence of Fr Richard Whinder. A blognik in London? Count me in!
Fr. Finigan: I saw him with my own eyes! I gave him peanuts and wine to eat and drink! I did not put my hand into the wound in his side, however.
“Blognik” brings up images of “beatnik”….
Birettas in place of berets, sanctus bells in place of bongos, and Latin, Latin, Latin in place of Allen Ginsberg poetry.
Just avoid bringing any gunpowder or Jesuits near parliament.
Princess Philip of Greece may get nervous…
We of the Antipodes have only virtual communion.
I still recommend Ye Ole Cheshire Cheese . . . and bring your own Boswell.
Modernists – now well behind the technology curve!
And the Reverend Fathers are also welcome at Santa Croce in Gerusalemme!
Where Pope St Gregory the Great had a vision of the suffering Christ and many relics of the Passion are kept.
And would Auntie Joanna be invited to the get-together? It would
be jolly unfair if it was to be restricted to clergy bloggers only.
I like gin-and-tonic.
JB