...of crisp fresh air and glowing russet and golden leaves. Spent a morning sweeping up and loved it all, the breeze and the beauty, the glory of England at this time of year...
After a journey through countryside of glorious Autumnal beauty, Sunday Mass at St Anselm, Pembury, in the care of the Ordinariate of Our Lady of Walsingham. They are slowly turning this little hall into a church worthy of its role as a place for worshipping God...and numbers for Mass are steadily growing and growing. Lunch with Fr Ed and the family. I first met them when Fr Ed was vicar of an Anglican church in Tunbridge Wells...now this Anglican Patrimony has found its home in the wider Church, and the future is bright. Auntie's contribution to the brightness was only that of a tapestry hassock - faithful readers of my blog will know that I enjoy making these, and it was fun to hand over to Fr Ed the first of what I hope will be a large number. And more on this in due course...
Tradition, families, children, a great sense of community, hymns, an English village, all combine to make St Anselm's a picture of what a country Ordinariate parish could be like in many places in Britain...
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