Last Word

Surely the point of a church is people?

The spirit of a holy day unites the churlish and lonely

12 January 2020 - 00:00 By

When I was young my family briefly became religious and every Sunday morning made me put on my least attractive clothing and bumble along to Sunday school in a hall that smelt of floor polish, cardboard and dust, adjacent to the main church of St Margaret's Presbyterian congregation.

I never enjoyed Sunday school much - the prettiest girls from my school seemed to be Methodist, and I was stuck there with the Renyard twins and the innumerable Kemp children with their permanently runny noses - but supervision was gratifyingly lax (I don't think Presbyterians have very high expectations for the souls of their small children) and there was a good climbing tree behind the hall...

This article is reserved for Sunday Times subscribers.

A subscription gives you full digital access to all Sunday Times content.

Already subscribed? Simply sign in below.

Registered on the BusinessLIVE, Business Day or Financial Mail websites? Sign in with the same details.

Questions or problems? Email or call 0860 52 52 00.