And here it is. Grandmother's seedcake. Admire the specialist tea cosy in the background. Each newly ordained priest is presented with one of these by the bishop after the service, and they process out of the cathedral wearing them on their heads like mitres. Obviously, the chancellor can no longer wear his liturgically, as he is a canon these days, so the old one has been relegated to domestic use. His new one reads 'More tea, Reverend Canon Doctor?'
For those of you who prefer a more conventional approach to facts, this tea cosy was a Christmas present from the Director of Music a few years back, when they were naught but a humble assistant sub-organist and an alto lay clerk.
Wow! Perfect cake!ReplyDelete
Apparently it tastes good. I have a written testimonial from a visitor.ReplyDelete
Looks lovely enough to grace the pages of a gastro-mag...but what did it taste like? We (I) want to know!ReplyDelete
Ooops - cross-posted.ReplyDelete
It tastes good. I can testify from first hand experience. Or first mouth.ReplyDelete
I should have knocked on the door. You might have taken pity on me and offered a cup of tea and a slice of seed-cake...ReplyDelete
Too late now. I took it to judo.ReplyDelete
You mean there was some left to take to judo???ReplyDelete
I notice that you apparently didn't eat any yourself. I find this sinisterReplyDelete
Actually I did. It tasted like cake with caraway seeds in.ReplyDelete
You really must get your terminology historically correct:-). The lady was Assistant Organist. The Sub Organist was the fellow next door who is now Organist. Pity the seed cake's gone.ReplyDelete
See my earlier blog on pedantry in cathedrals.ReplyDelete