We all noticed the mozzetta and the nod to the “synodal Church”. A smidgeon for everyone. There were nerves, of course, and he didn’t always seem quite sure what to do with his hands. But Leo looked comfortable in his skin. He was careful to read the first words of his papacy – words he knew would always be remembered – from what looked like a sheet of A4 pinned to a clipboard. He reminded me of the Augustinian friar who was my first headmaster, always speaking at the school assembly from a carefully prepared text.
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