Day 0 Holy Saturday Canterbury

The image is of a modern bronze sculpture over the altar in the cathedral which marks the spot where St Thomas was murdered.

Day 0 sounds right and ‘Holy Saturday’ sounds right. It is a very quiet day liturgically except usually for practice and preparation and church c!eaning. And choir practice. I came from Winchester to London by train. A dreadfully noisy carriage with 8 or 10 exceptionally high spirited men – not youngsters – drinking cider. And shouting raucously. The train from London to Canterbury was fine. The city of Canterbury was so full at 1pm it was hard to move in the streets. I suppose that’s what you get on a holiday weekend. The small hotel is physically attached to the gate of the Cathedral. A little bit surprising then that the people at thetourist office could not tell me how to find it. They couldn’t supply me with a map of tomorrow’s walk to Dover either, which surprised me slightly. 

There was a lengthy queue to enter the Cathedral, achieved by paying £12.50. Happily when I identified myself as a pilgrim and as someone who wanted to pray (though not as a priest) I was warmly invited in with no charge. I was very underwhelmed by the cathedral, I’m sorry to say. Loads of noisy people taking selfies, draped over an altar rail on one occasion. The crypt was a little quieter but not much. I like cathedrals, but something rather disappointing here. I  went to Evensong which was well done and prayerful.

There is a beautiful passage in the Office of Readings for today, ‘from an ancient homily’:

Something strange is happening – there is a great silence on earth today, a great silence and stillness. The whole earth keeps silence because the King is asleep. The earth trembled and is still because God has fallen asleep in the flesh and he has raised up all who have slept ever since the world began. God has died in the flesh and hell trembles with fear. 

I didn’t really experience it. Most of the day was like being at a football match.

I went to the Easter Vigil in the Catholic parish just a few yards from the cathedral. It was well done with nice music. It finished at 11:30pm. Time for bed and finally I will start walking in the morning.

Day minus 2 – Leaving home

 

I’m moving out today, as far as Dublin. So that will be the end of practical preparation and a little time for thinking on the coach. i hope to be as relaxed and laid back as the fellow above whom I met on the Camino aroudn Arzua a couple of years ago.  I posted a list of things I did to prepare on the CSJ (Confraternity of St James, the UK Camino society) page on FB which cannot be ‘shared’ (because it is a ‘closed group’) so I am posting it here again. Continue reading “Day minus 2 – Leaving home”

Day minus 3 Wednesday – More Preparations

On the left above is my new sleeping bag made by Cumulus from Poland (314gm) with the old for comparison on the right. (896gm). In the middle is a very unfashionable Size 11 Croc to indicate the size.

What has consumed more time than anything else in the past few days has been setting up this blog, and learning, or more accurately remembering, how it all works. I think I have got there now. Continue reading “Day minus 3 Wednesday – More Preparations”

Preparations

Getting ready to go is part of the fun. Having walked the Camino in Spain, France and Portugal many times I have pretty well settled on the physical basics like rucksack, clothes, shoes and electronics. But there is always a little tweaking that can be done. Continue reading “Preparations”

The Via Francigena

The Via Francigena is the modern version of an ancient path linking Canterbury and Rome. In 990 Sigeric the Serious was appointed as Archbishop of Canterbury by Pope John XV and travelled to Rome. On his return journey from Rome back to Canterbury he made notes on his route. These gave the main outline of his path and have proved useful to pilgrims down through the ages. Continue reading “The Via Francigena”