Lepanto

In light of current circs, it is difficult to know what to say. So I suppose overcoming my natural tendency to ramble on about my own fine opinions, and instead praying a Rosary for Europa once fair, would be the sensible thing to do.

'The North is full of tangled things and texts and aching eyes
And dead is all the innocence of anger and surprise...'


Incidentally, apologies to St Faustyna for failing to give notice of her feast on the 5th. I strongly suspect that my thanks are due to her, and certainly the Divine Mercy chaplet and the image (even in its cheesiest forms) are great gifts of our most gentle and generous Lord.

Domino Gloria!