The most surreal event. I am addled with a stinking cold, and just woke up to helicopters, I knew they must be for the Pope, but I had no idea his route was coming up here. I opened my living room curtains to see the streets lined with police, and the Pope went right past a few mins later. It feels dislocating, like a hallucination. He just looked like a wee man with a tartan blanket round him. I softened towards him for a few minutes. This really was pure street theatre. Bizarre.