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| Derekap | Sunday, 28. June 2009, 19:33 |
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In them there days if we were in a strange town and unsure of the way to the Catholic Church you began to see many people aiming in a certain direction and you knew you were heading the right way. These days, if I wasn't chaufeur driven by my wife, his unholiness would need a sedia gestatoria. We see three or four people purposefully walking, apparently to their own church or chapel, during our two mile journey but no Catholics until about 400yards/metres from our church - and then only a handful. I would say the majority come by car. A few manage to park within the church grounds, others in the town station area opposite or two nearby supermarket car parks. Two men come on their battery scooters. Shortly after our demob I visited an army friend in the Manchester area. He (a non-Catholic) showed me the way to the church on the Saturday Evening. As we turned into the unlit cul-de-sac a dark figure appeared before us with a large jug. It was the priest on his way to the off-licence. Before leaving I apologised because I called him Father thinking he might be a Canon. He said he had seven brothers priests, they were all Canons but himself. Our present parish used to provide tea and biscuits during Winter after Holy Mass on Sunday morning but the demand decreased and it was not restored during last Winter. Last Sunday they did provide tea cakes and biscuits as a means of collecting money for a charity but it must have been a disappointment to those who made the effort to provide such for most of food was not touched and very few stayed for even a cup of tea. We must also realise that many country roads have no footpaths nor even grass verges so it is dangerous for anyone walking. Edited for additon of last comment. Edited by Derekap, Sunday, 28. June 2009, 19:40.
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