Apparently we anglocabrones used to think that crossing oneself was prerequisite to being Spanish. Here’s Juan Goytisolo in La Guardia, a short story written in the early 1950s, partly available in GBS: From the window I saw a group of conscripts in parade dress. It was Sunday and the officers’ room was deserted. Its furniture…
MM points out that “Our Mrs of” is a popular variant on the web (289 ghits), although still not quite as popular as “Our Lady of” (7,360,000 ghits). “Our mistress of” doesn’t sound quite as strange to native readers of dismal Tolkien epigonism, but let’s use the net to promote “Our Mrs of”, “Jesus Christ…