tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31069882.post6397264926453629975..comments2023-12-16T16:17:43.886+00:00Comments on Fr Ray Blake's Blog: Deirdre digs a holeFr Ray Blakehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05584140126211527252noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31069882.post-45244313668521447442009-08-10T08:38:04.566+01:002009-08-10T08:38:04.566+01:00I assume the chap in purple is the MC? Who is he d...I assume the chap in purple is the MC? Who is he do you think?Fr Richard Biggerstaffnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31069882.post-31110158268586958122009-08-09T19:52:20.675+01:002009-08-09T19:52:20.675+01:00Yes, Father. But even with poverty, I think a sim...Yes, Father. But even with poverty, I think a simple table constructed of wood would have been a better choice!gemoftheoceanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05521207668262592414noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31069882.post-51456731252314334252009-08-09T16:37:38.979+01:002009-08-09T16:37:38.979+01:00I dread to think what the cost of wreckovating per...I dread to think what the cost of wreckovating perfectly good churches nationwide, indeed worldwide came to. If the "hermeneutic of continuity" had been properly applied in the 60s and 70s then they would have simply stuck to the principle - new church = new order altar design. Instead the powers-that-be went out of their way to impose cinder blocks and the like on poverty-stricken parishes. Went to churches in Malta where beautiful baroque benedictine ensembles had tacky appendages obscuring the original altars - not to mention the ubiquitous nasty mdf front fonts to one side.Dillyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01205740584849200357noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31069882.post-8918589991831338252009-08-09T14:38:31.450+01:002009-08-09T14:38:31.450+01:00The stranger case, Father, is your neighbouring pa...The stranger case, Father, is your neighbouring parish, the Sacred Heart, Hove. There the parish priest, (Canon Ottley, I think) in the 1950s, spent a great deal of money and time enlarging the sanctuary, even having the intricately carved alabaster altar rails perfectly copied to extend them. The same man, in the 1960s, did the most appalling botched job of hacking away the high altar from the gradines, banging together whatever bits remained after the sledge hammers had done their job and making that do for the revised liturgy. The funny thing is that, though he could hardly have expressed his dislike more clearly, nobody made him do those alterations in the 60s: no doubt he felt it incumbent of him as the incumbent. But the contrast between his loving work ten years earlier and the bodged job that the parish has been living with since…… In my time at the Sacred Heart, a wooden mensa was added simply to give some proportion to the stump that remained. Such a shame.Pastor in Montehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05949810648656544072noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31069882.post-76816379067069251872009-08-09T08:45:59.068+01:002009-08-09T08:45:59.068+01:00The real reason for consecrating cinder blocks was...The real reason for consecrating cinder blocks was poverty.Fr Ray Blakehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05584140126211527252noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31069882.post-28559612064132972312009-08-09T00:58:47.482+01:002009-08-09T00:58:47.482+01:00Yes, I suppose you *can* consecrate that ugly cind...Yes, I suppose you *can* consecrate that ugly cinder block. In the sense that you probably can have the songs accompanied by a kazoo and banjo - but you shouldn't.<br /><br />[YUTZ!!!! what simpleton opted for the cinderblock? Although, I suppose one shouldn't speak ill of the dead, unless you'd like to make an exception. If he's in heaven, he's already paid for his sins. If he's in hell, it won't make any difference, and if in purgatory, the "perp" still needs a little more time there.]]gemoftheoceanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05521207668262592414noreply@blogger.com