THE BRITISH THREAD II

There was a bit of guilt to be sure, but that was mostly the sauce that made adolescent sex so wonderful. It was readily washed away and one could begin again...., and agian.

McTag wrote:

Letty, give more details about the hymn and I'll see if it's in my book.

Although an atheist, I like church music.

Are you a born again atheist Mct?

I don't like hymns.

Did I tell you my sister was down the other week?

We walked round the streets we were dragged up on. Then into the Catholic church (St Johns). It was open, very strange as there was no service, it was deserted. They had made the small annex where the Christening font used to be into a little shop! Apart from that, it was still the same; same smell, same pews, same reams of The Universe still on the back pew, with a little honesty box next to them. The same statues of Francis of Assisi and Our Lady. Except they had no pieces of paper crammed into the nook in Joseph's arm and under the ceramic folds of Our Ladies gown. We used to stay behind and read them when we were young... Pray for our Mam, pray for our Dad...

Many times we were in 'trouble' after services there, usually for having fits of the giggles for losing our pew on the way back from receiving the Body of Christ. Hands clasped in prayer, not wanting to raise our eyes to get our bearings, might risk losing the piety and the 'state of grace'. I remember the dread of having that wafer placed in my mouth, eight year olds have little understanding of transubstatiation. Trying to work it down from the roof of my mouth, knowing that I was forbidden to touch it. Used to make me gag - even though it was the only form of sustenance since confession the Saturday afternoon before.

Making up sins to please the leery priest, "bless me Father for I have sinned, it's been on week since my last confession, I accuse myself of adultery and coveting my neighbours goods". Those were my favourites, along with swearing, that always guaranteed at least six Hail Mary's and six Our Fathers by way of penance.

When I think of the hours I spent in there. Staring at Christ on the cross with the gaping wound in his side...

It's no wonder I'm bonkers.

Suffer the little children...

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I would be disappointed if this thread were turned into another philosophical and clever thread.

This is the British Thread.

Hey- youse guys- they ain't nuthin wiv more grey stuff on dis ol planet as dem as ave sussed dat dey ain't no God an is gonna show de fick uns de way to de shinin cobblestones and de 80 hour week.

Dats reelie filosofical.

I would be disappointed if this thread were turned into another philosophical and clever thread.

This is the British Thread.