The Inn at the End of the World
"[A] man . . .the other day pointed out that I was never bored. I hadn’t thought of that before, but it’s true: I’m never bored. I’m appalled, horrified, angered, but never bored. The world appears to me so infinite in its variety that many lifetimes could not exhaust its interest. So long as you can still be surprised, you have something to be thankful for." -Theodore Dalrymple
Monday, December 29, 2014
Friday, December 26, 2014
Our Christmas Altar
Our usual little chapel space is too small for Christmas attendance so we migrate to our host parish's hall and do our best to make it a fitting place for High Mass. Still no incense, though. (Smoke alarms we're not allowed to turn off, doncha know.) But it was a beautiful Mass nonethless.
Everything is packed up and re-migrated now back to our little liturgical home and ready for Sunday.
Wednesday, December 24, 2014
It's Christmas Eve and only a few hours away from our Christmas Eve High Mass. Some of us will be arriving a bit early to set up for Mass and do a spot of decorating in a larger space than our usual little chapel. Not as large and elegantly Gothic a space as the folks shown above have (not yet, anyway) but we do what we can.
Should you be in the neighbourhood around 7-ish you're welcome to join us.
Festina, quæsumus, ne tardaveris, Domine Iesu, ut adventus tui consolationibus subleventur, qui in tua pietate confidunt!
Tuesday, December 16, 2014
Miss-out on the Aubrey/Maturin Novels? Never in life, my dear.
All the Aubrey/Maturin novels have been republished complete in a boxed set of five volumes, says Fr Z in a blogpost here. An excellent opportunity to acquire the lot. I probably won't, as I have most of them already. In fact, I thought I had them all but in collecting them all in one shelf not long ago I realized some of the set have gone missing. Fallen over-board, perhaps.
Sunday, December 14, 2014
Fr Mark has a deep meditation on the Gaudete introit which you can find here.
Saturday, December 13, 2014
Friday the 13th . . .
. . . comes on a Saturday this month. All the usual precautions apply.
If, as hardly seems likely, you've been waiting this whole long ten days to find out the results of the Great Crook, Criminal, Scalawag, or Rascal Manhunt of 2014 alluded to below, the alleged crook, criminal, scalawag, or rascal who was the object thereof got away clean. It didn't actually take the full ten days to come up with that intelligence, though. We knew that night. But as usual, your servant has been neglecting The Inn for assorted other pasttimes, e.g., doctor/dental appointments, classes, gigs, practicing on the new melodeon (we are getting better! Not perhaps good just yet, but definitely better), and general puttering around here and there.
Tuesday, December 02, 2014
Crooks, Criminals, Scalawags, or Rascals
Not only have we been blessed today with pluviam salutarem as the collect puts it, but we have also had our neighbourhood locked down by the lebenty-leben sheriff's deputies who have been searching for a crook, criminal, scalawag, or rascal said to be hiding somewhere hereabouts. A friend telephoned to say that the c,c,s, or r in question is wanted for an attempted car-jacking. And now you know as much about it as I do.
A good day to be in lock-down as it happens. We have plenty of tea and soda bread and I do believe the turkey soup is about ready.