Contrarian pleasures

Eating lunch in the local veggie-organic-dolphin-friendly cafe while reading... the Spectator. And having my candle from the lunchtime Candlemas Mass at my side. Sudden realisation of oddity while ordering spinach and cheese pie (waaaay nicer than it sounds).

(But in my rush to read the hatchet job on Blairite education policy, I have a horrible feeling I forgot to say grace. BAD. Muchos-belated after-meal prayer now.)


In other, more interesting news:

Happy Candlemas!

Quia viderunt oculi mei salutare Tuum,
Quod parasti ante faciem omnium populorum,
Lumen ad revelationem gentium,
Et gloriam plebis Tuae Israel.


Special prayers for mothers today, I think.
... et tuam ipsius animam pertransibit gladius...
That's the verse that hit me from the Gospel, for some reason.