And while we're about it, here's the Jubilate Deo we sing. Again, we treat it in a much more robust fashion. It has a wonderful sense of eternal pealing bells - and we can keep this up for five or ten minutes, covering a good half a mile of French countryside...
Typically it was this or the Magnificat (see previous post) that we would be singing fortissimo walking into camp at the end of a day's march.
Secretive (eg my wife doesn't know I'm writing this blog)
Mendacious (eg my name isn't really Ben Trovato - that comes from an Italian saying: Se non è vero, è molto ben trovato - if it's not true, it's well found (or made up, as we'd say.))
Superficial (I have an interest in almost everything, and can pass myself off as knowing a lot more than I do...)
Self-deluding (my wife probably does know about this blog by now...)
For the record, my kids aren't really called Antonia, Bernadette, Charlie and Dominique either... It would seem unfair to write about them under their true names, so ABCD seemed a good idea. My wife's not Anna either, but again the AB pattern seemed pleasing.