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Intermezzo

I've just returned from Santa Maria Maggiore with the seven cases and Alison. This is the last time that we will have to do the trip to a venue with the robe cases *sighs with desperate relief*. We were well received by the small audience (over and above the Tag Alongs, who have been very, very supportive in coming to listen to us rather than see sights/shop etc). The audience may have changed over the course of the concert, as people came and went, but there were three priests who stayed for the duration, one Fr Samuel from the USA and another who may have been English from the sound of his English and Italian introductions to us. Fr Samuel and the crew at Santa Maria were very helpful in getting us in and out of the venue with all the cases.

But I have no photos. I was just too busy. I will see if there is anyone else who can give me a couple to upload.

This afternoon we are meeting at 3pm to get robed at the hotel, then walk to the Vatican in full dress, as it is just too hard to take the cases/taxis etc into the Vatican. I think it is about at 15 minute walk so we will create quite a sight as we process there.

After the service we have our final dinner. I've tweaked my two sonnets for the competition, and handwritten them. I'm hoping that they will accept the late entry as I have been rather busy, and Ed A-C was in no fit state to receive them last night. One is called "Ode to the Crates" and retells the story of the missing music.

Better go and get ready for the Vatican. Will give your regards, Dear Reader to il Papa if I see him.

Cxxx

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