I plan to set off tomorrow morning, with my cotta, red stole, and biretta, to sit in choir at Bishop Andrew’s last publicly Pontifical Mass. I suspect it may be a votive – to anticipate his name-day – of S Andrew; upon whose feast ten years ago he was consecrated a Bishop in the Church of God. But my own Mass early tomorrow morning, if I live that long, will not have been of S Andrew … yet it will have been immensely Patrimonial. Let me explain. Are you sitting comfortably?