To Hobart and Back for Mass

I was lucky this morning, lucky not to be late for Mass, since I drove down with a fairly late start, and fortunately made excellent time (the drive, via Richmond, taking two and a half hours), so that I still had a quarter-hour before Mass to get dressed up to be M.C. for the Missa cantata – and I'm glad to do so, as it does seem to be a help to our priest.