At 6.30am this morning I joined a small group of people standing in the rain waiting to enter La Basilica di San Pietro. The huge heavy doors swung open at 7am sharp and the old mamas and papas in the crowd suddenly found a higher gear as they rushed forward to secure a prime spot in one of the many small chapels. My favourite sight is La Pietà. So still and beautiful. How can white marble look so soft and warm , even behind thick bullet proof glass? Truly miraculous.