At unspeakable o’clock this morning, I left to catch my ‘pilgrim bus’ to Cofton Park, for the Beatification of John Henry Newman, and Papal Mass.
I was sitting reading on the sofa last night (a little book of essays from the writer of ‘Get your Tongue out of my Mouth, I’m Kissing you Goodbye’) – when I noticed the contrast between my lily white foot and the cushions.
The colour contrast (the red looks so rich) and the image reminded me of some of the paintings of popes we saw in Florence. And my classical Greek toes (!) look like a marble Renaissance statue or a plaster cast.