Ooh I made a faux pas last night at the hymn-choosing committee. Dolores suggested it might be nice if we sang “Shine, Jesus, Shine”.
Naturally I put both Doc Martens size 6s right in my mouth, didn’t I? I remarked that this was no longer the 1980s. Said we no longer had jangly guitars and cable-knit sweaters. Said the song had been all right on a a Thursday in All Soul’s Langham Place when the Clergy weren’t looking, but we’ve all moved on now. Frankly, I said, it was like Delirious? had never happened. Did we want to do the ecclesiastical equivalent of Rick-rolling the congregation?
There was a few moments’ silence. And then the Revd Nathan said,
“Well, it might be a bit cutting-edge for Great Tremlett. Maybe we could move them forward gently? What about “Lord of the Dance” instead?
I really must unpack my cricket bat.