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First time I learnt to bless myself was sadly when my uncle died. And he was being buried in a remote part of the Dublin mountains and it was a real funereal day, the wind was wiping down and rain and I'm only this big and I'm wandering around between these legs and this black crowd of umbrellas and dripping rain and this bloody hole in the ground and Christ I didn't know what it was all about and I'm watching the coffin being lowered into the ground and I hear the Priest say, what I think... "In the name of the father and the sun and into the hole he goes."
Dave Allen
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