I\u2019m sorry not to have been blogging much from the damp lands, but with a combination of spotty internet connections, time spent visiting with family and friends, and time just relaxing, I have not been able to blog as much as I would like.<\/p>\n
One of the maddening things about England is the traffic, the delays and the congestion of living on a small island with too many people on it\u2013all of whom wish to go somewhere.<\/p>\n
One of the nice things though, that goes with everything and everyone being so close together is that you bump into bits and pieces and people connected with England and English literature. We\u2019re just off to visit Bateman\u2019s\u2013the home of Rudyard Kipling\u2013but here are some other connections made in my short visit: staying at the HQ of St Barnabas Society\u2013a Catholic charity that once owned Top Meadow\u2013the home of Chesterton. Still in the society headquarters are many books from Top Meadow, paintings of Chesterton and a splendid bust of the great man. Snooping through the books on the bookshelves I cam across a letter from Laura Waugh\u2013the wife of Evelyn\u2013written in thanks to the correspondent who had written sharing his condolences on Waugh\u2019s death. Before the wedding we went into Wantage to get a sandwich and was reminded that John Betjeman had lived there for many years. Touring around Oxford was full of literary connections: Merton College where T.S.Eliot studied, Magdalen where C.S.Lewis was tutor, the university Church where Lewis preached his famous sermon Weight of Glory and where Bl. John Henry Newman was Vicar, Oriel College where Newman was a fellow, the Bird and Baby where the Inklings inkled.<\/p>\n
Then on Sunday I went back to Oxford to celebrate Mass at the church of SS Gregory and Augustine where the noted theologian and fellow former Anglican Fr John Saward is parish priest. After Mass I chatted with Priscilla Tolkien\u2013the daughter of J.R.R.Tolkien\u2013who lives in North Oxford and is a parishioner at SS Gregory and Augustine. All this reminds me why I wanted to live in England to start with, and why I wouldn\u2019t mind putting up with the weather to live here again if it is God\u2019s will.<\/p>\n
On the other hand. I\u2019m not doing too badly living in Greenville, South Carolina\u2013which is Flannery O\u2019Connor country, and knowing the Trufants from camp who are from Louisiana and who\u2019s grandma used to go to Mass with Walker Percy\u2026<\/p>\n
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