A sad thing happened to me in Church Sunday week ago. A priest was visiting from Preston In England. I past him by up in the loft where he has playing the organ and we said Hi (I go up there to be far apart and be alone.) I took the strangest notion that I would like to meet a priest or someone holy after mass to have a chat with. Anyway after mass I waiting a while to pray and when I went down below there was this priest standing there waiting to greet people on the way out. I thought to myself how wonderful now's my chance (people are inclined to flock round priests like bees round honey). However it is my fixed practice after mass to go into the main Church to reverence the statues and Holy Pictures, light candles, kiss feet , pray from statue to statue, admire everything, even smell the flowers.. as the Easterners Reverence icons. A kind of Church pilgrimage..this can take some time.... Came out priest gone. Bummer.