At the time of going to press – as I’m told its called – with my last Thought for the Day, our dear own, our very dear own Duchess of Cambridge lay in that painful vale of tears that is childbirth whilst the country prayed as one body for her and her unborn child. So I thought best not to comment. But now ! Ah, but now, how the bells of our heart peal. How they peal – ringing out the carillons of celebration in a country where the Common Folk are delirious with unbounded joy that so fair a maiden has become the saintly mother we had all prayed for. Hallelujah!
More or Less Arch. of Cant.