Descending into the banal
Jul 28th, 2008 | By Ian Poulton | Category: Ireland“Pat was a good man who said his beads and will go straight to heaven so we need have no worries and we’ll get on with the prayers.”
That was the homily at a funeral of a Catholic neighbour, some fifteen years ago or more. I had only attended because the family asked me to go and do some prayers. The priest told me that any prayers I did would have to be after he had finished the burial.
Maybe it was an attempt at a calculated insult, or maybe …