It sure was! After my usual shift, it was a bus to Haymarket to meet up with a workmate and thence by diesel choo-choo to Central Park to watch my lot (the Blue Brazil) play his lot (the Hibees) in the 4th round of the Scottish Cup. We lost 3-2 - which wasn't bad really against a (currently) Premier League side. Well, we we're obviously outclassed - which really ought to worry them at Easter Road! Then back to Embra for a house Blessing, Eucharist and rather enjoyable dinner of Pork done as it is (allegedly) in Valencia. It involves marmalade and chili so is obviously not breakfast fare!
And since it's been busy a wee prayer to Notre Dame de Bon Secours (Prompt Succour as they call her in the Anglophone bits of Louisiana) seems appropriate!
O Mary, Our
Lady of Prompt
Succour, bright Star of the Sea shining upon life's stormy ocean, we
implore
your speedy help.
Shining Star of our tempest-tossed souls, lovingly guide us among
temptation's
heaving billows and treacherous shoals, and lead us safely into
eternity's
peaceful harbour. O sweetest of mothers, we seek your PROMPT SUCCOUR now
and at the hour of our death. Amen.
My great-great Uncle was Msgr. Jules Daigle, who wrote the Cajun Dictionary. I'm sure he would have gotten quite the chuckle out of "the Anglophone bits of Louisiana." :)
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