10 SEPTEMBER 1937, Page 6

Some interesting letters have been elicited by a paragraph in

this column last week quoting a reference in a daily paper to a sausage breakfast arranged by a London vicar, "as an experiment to encourage the parishioners to attend the early morning service." Something similar, it appears, is done in one or two other parishes, the object being to arrange a communal meal after the celebration. For that there is everything to be said, though even here there would seem to be no good reason for proclaiming a particular menu. Why sausages should so conspicuously fail to disturb us with the joy of elevated thoughts I find it hard to say. But they do—in spite of their many acknowledged virtues.