The usual Tenebrae service on Spy Wednesday was also unattended by yours truly for practical reasons. Good Friday at least was solemnly celebrated with the proper Vespers, even if the woman in the nearest pew was rather loudly chewing gum throughout. Holy Saturday was spent finishing Dante's magnificent Paradiso—read at the Holy Father's request—and breaking the Lenten fast in diverse and delicious ways. (The Inferno also includes a vivid reminder that Our Lord spent the first Holy Saturday breaking into Hell and stealing all the Devil's most treasured things.)
Mr. Grump had intended to spam the lot of you with a mini-series of St. Joseph-related posts in March, but lacked the energy and choleric enthusiasm. He is considering doing some other hagiographical studies, if he can ever get his books and papers in order.