I wish all those readers of this blog who follow the New Kalendar all the temporal and spiritual blessings in the Lord on this most dear of feasts, the feast of Our Lord's Nativity.
I am off presently to assist at Midnight Mass in my parish, bearing a bottle of now-famous Pinot Grigio (private joke). I shall try to mentally blot out the lace ornamentation, the all too many children on the Sanctuary and whatever mistakes the clergy make and imagine I am far far away in 13th century Pontigny. When I decided to include this I was in fact reminded of that scene from Gosford Park where Lady Trentham scoffs at her breakfast: ''Ewww, bought marmalade...still one can't have everything I suppose.''
A very merry Christmas to you all.