is how my Grandmother would have described yesterday's ordinations in Westminster Cathedral.
She did witness a large group of Anglicans being received into the Catholic Church in the wake of the vote to ordain woman to the priesthood in 1992.
She and my aunt had popped off to what they thought was going to be a quick Saturday Evening Mass. Quite a while later they returned having stumbled into something else. Hungry but happy as they say.
I love the commentaries that say it's all a bit rushed. From the outside it looks to be running to a measured but very purposeful timetable. Announcement of the Ordinariate, Papal Visit and Beatification of Newman, these latest receptions and ordinations with other people to follow. And the ones that go on about the lack of money, buildings..., no they've just got the important things sorted out.
Certainly, judging by the huge number of people there yesterday along with the very enthusiastic responses from so many people and the documentation from Rome and the statement of Cardinal Levada ending with the Pope's Apostolic Blessing and the name and the patron, anyone wondering what to do has been given several very welcome shots in the arm
As I have said before, by the summer holidays I want a few more places I can go to Mass.