Irish Funerals
I had a pretty crappy Christmas this year. I mean the run up to Christmas was good, and I totally missed out on the usually omnipresent ticking clock that would, most of the time on my trips home, hover over my face reminding me it was all almost over. Again. No, this Christmas there was a death in the family. But rather then focusing on the specifics of the death, which was terrible and pretty much out of the blue, I'm going to say something about Irish funeral practises, because, as I stood there, shaking hands with thousands of people I'd never seen before in my life, the torturous irreverence of thing was pretty plain. You see its handshakes. Handshakes and Irish People. Does anyone know how to do a proper handshake? Has anyone out there actually been taught any sort of specific technique? I know I wasn't. As the hours passed and the entire Beara peninsula filed into the funeral home to proffer a limb I became increasingly insecure about my ability to handshake