After arriving at the Pro. during adoration (it was the usual Wednesday holy hour, 8.45-9.45am), and making a confession of devotion [addo & recco! - see last post], I togged up to serve with George at Benediction; I'm no good at being thurifer, so he did that part of things. However, he's just put his back out, and so was glad to have me serve the following 10am Mass in his place.
Today in the old rite it was St Raymund of Penyafort, O.P., Conf., with commemoration of St Emerentiana, V. & M.; the principal collect alludes to the former's masterful teaching on the administration of the sacrament of Penance, no less than to his marvellous passage over the sea, travelling back to the Spanish mainland borne upon his cappa, thus escaping the lascivious court of King James of Aragon holden in the Balearic Isles. So may we by a wise use of the sacrament of repentance, conversion and forgiveness make our escape by God's grace from the wiles and snares of a miserable and darkened world!
After Mass, my morning's work (privilege, actually) was not yet over. An old priest has been struggling to re-learn to say the Trad. Mass at the behest of the Archbishop, but has found it very difficult, as was proven when he attempted a practice or "Dry" Mass after the Low Mass of Fr Rowe, once the people had departed; I acted as server. It was quite hard for him even to find his place in the Missal: a pathetic sight, in the true sense of the word. After getting as far as the Libera nos he gave up, and let Fr Rowe know (who'd been standing aside to let him fend for himself, but had nevertheless to intervene several times) that he was not going to continue trying to master the rite - sad to say, it was too much for him, but at least he realized that himself and was able to admit it.