Photo: Danielle, Rosemary and Ceridwyn off to a night
at the Opera in their new leather jackets
Duomo in Florence: It was just the rosary – the priest led it and the congregation responded.
But it was like music. Something about the lilt of the language and the rhythm of the poetry of the prayer, and the steady passion of those who recited it – we were transported. Afterwards the lovely priest came by and obviously spotting us as English speaking tourists welcomed us and asked us where we were from. He asked us if we were sisters – we said we were friends, and only afterwards realised he was probably asking if we were religious sisters! We stayed for the Mass and lit some candles for friends – our first music in Tuscany..
