Being neither mad dogs nor Englishmen our ducks are not out in the midday sun.
It's lavender time.
A rose-tinted welcome at Douai.
After falling into disrepair and disuse, these Pugin sedilia have been repaired and reupholstered by our seamstress Sally. They date from the mid-nineteenth century and were made for our Pugin church in Douai, France, which explains the dark oak. They will be used again in the abbey church.
I think this pigeon would have lost a few points off his licence.
St Benedict espies James II getting some sun before it goes.
A man of sorrows, who bore the iniquity of us all, and by his wounds we are healed.
Maundy Thursday calm before the liturgical exertions.
This Holy Week, in the wake of the martyrdom of the Copts in Egypt at their Palm Sunday liturgies, the shadow of the Cross looms over us even more appreciably.