Yesterday I went to the ordination of Dominic O'Hara at Redhill, it is the most hideous buiding, nasty sanctuary furnishings, Blessed Sacrament in one corner, organ given more prominence in the other. Some woman who took the place of a deacon and acolyte in preparing the gifts on the altar wearing an alb, a deacon manque but apart from that the liturgy was quite good, mainly because of Dominic and I think the rather splendid M.C. Gerrrard Hatton, who tells me he is an avid reader of this blog. I was rather surprised by the "celebrity", but thank you for the compliments Gerrard.
The night before I went to Glynebourne, Verdi's Macbeth, whole choruses of weird sisters coming out of caravans! Banquo's ghost was a cardboard box, in which his head had been, which followed Macbeth around, a good application of Ockham's razor, "less is more", very clever, there was a damning review in the Spectator, but I thought it was wonderful. Verdi treats everything except the last act as a bit of a joke, the music is fun, comical even, which makes the last act very poignant. Anyhow there is another visit to look forward to in which I am someone's guests, and then the Festival in Verona, which precedes the ordination of Aaron Spinelli to the diaconate in Rome - God is good!