Puella Paschalis has described in detail the trials and tribulations she underwent to get to the mysterious and little-known suburb of Blackfen. The cab driver at Bexleyheath even said he had to consult the A to Z. (For heaven's sake, it's only a couple of miles away!)
Here is the full story in four parts, amusingly told with pictures:
Part I
Part II
Part III
Part IV
Let me say, without any exaggerated chivalry, that the Puella Paschalis showed no signs to me of having undergone such an arduous journey. After all that, she even turned up with the Mulier Fortis for the 10am Mass on Wednesday making that two mantillas in the front row.
To all my good friends in the Netherlands - God bless! The Puella brought memories of an excellent Boot Camp and the new springtime of the Church in your beautiful country.
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I don't know why I hadn't responded to this, but I'll do so now. Thank you for your kind words, Father!
We've just had a very successful second edition of Bootcamp, this time in the south of the Netherlands, as the guests of one of the most devout and intelligent young priests I've had the pleasure of meeting. If he, and the attendees of Bootcamp are any indication, this new springtime of the Church is indeed starting to bear fruit. Thanks be to God, indeed.
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