Easter Sunday. First plan is to take the tube but The Circle and District lines aren't running from Bayswater due to a signal failure at Kensington High Street. Much less distressing than when a line is stopped because of a person under a train. But the 148 bus takes us almost door to door. At least from the corner of Queensway to Westminster Cathedral.
Good thing we're early. By the time morning prayer, which precedes the Easter mass, begins at 10 there are no seats left for the 10:30 pontifical mass. In fact there must be well over a thousand people seated as well as over two hundred who stand for the entire two hours. Cardinal Vincent Nichols is principal celebrant and there is a full choir, including the beautiful boys' choir, who will also have sung at last night's vigil mass. And we're lucky in the voices of the two men sitting behind us. One in particular has a strong voice and reads music well, a pleasure since much of it is antiphonal.
When we leave the promised rain has arrived. It's pretty light but chilly for the flower seller on the corner, who was probably counting on Easter being a busy day. No paintings along the Hyde Park railings on The Bayswater Road either, though some of the artists were setting up when we went by earlier. The rain gets heavier after we've gone home and watched the replay of the Chinese Grand Prix, so a good day to stay in with the telly. And truly we've been amazingly lucky in the weather this year, both here and in Cyprus.