So, LSP, where do you to Mass in London, if you go at all, which we doubt you ask with that knowing smile on your face. Ah hah, not so fast, punters, I do go to Mass in London and here's where, the Brompton Oratory in Knightsbridge.
Why? Because it's most awesome, with remarkable music, think Tallis, Tye, Byrd etc, and there you have it, the music transports your soul to heaven, and the oriented Novus Ordo but in Latin liturgy (lections English) does the same. And all with efficiency, they don't fumble about and mess around.
I tell you, this Solemn High Concert Mass lasts exactly one hour and fifteen minutes, perfect, leaving you with plenty of time to catch a cab, aka fast mover, to St. James' Square and Sunday lunch at the Club. No bad thing.
So, if you want a dose of real religion and you're in London, if you want to feel like you've been to church, go to the Brompton Oratory, it won't disappoint. Or go to St. Peter's London Docks, but that's a different if similar post.
Your Pal,
LSP
12 comments:
Good to know!
Man, I can smell that Mass. I loved being the altar boy who got to swing the incense burner. Love that smell.
So we should go to be entertained?
Are Heathern Protestants allowed in, or would I have to forge a passport?
The F-4, glorious triumph of thrust over mass. Get some! My first glimpse of aging decrepitude was when the F-4's and Huey's of the golden days of my yoot whilst serving in King Milhouse of Nixon's hordes were superseded by F-16's and Blackhawks. Sweet bird of youth indeed.
Wonderful; I'd like to get your comments this satanic subversion of our youth by the former catholic church, aka their mascot announcement Luce (Lucifer?)
Anon, I think it's the best of its kind in London. Check it out.
Me too, Beans!
Uplifted and carried into the presence of God, Ken.
Wild, just march in.
Couldn't resist the F 4...
The Luce thing is pretty weird, Anon. Some like it, some hate it. Hmmmm.
Beautiful church! And they also celebrate the traditional Mass --- a +one.
So good to have you back. I did not know you were headed out for a vacay, and finally asked LL where you were and were you well. My world was a bit tilted with you gone.
Adrienne, if you get to go to London you must check it out, and we can spin down the road for a civilized Sunday lunch.
Anyway, back now, though it was hard to leave.
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