Walk on by
Andrew O’Hagan, 18 November 1993
“... and candlewax hit me immediately, making me feel sick. I could hear the sound of a communion bell, a bell I used to ring myself, coming from an altar at the far end of the church. I almost swooned. I swiped a copy of the Catholic Herald and made back for the door; I dipped my hand in the holy water font and looked out ... ”