Be Excellent To Each Other

Every school I went to made us sing hymns in Assembly. We subverted their theological indoctrination by singing the wrong words, normally to get as many fish related puns into the lyrics as possible.

Fight the power.

Our senior school was a good old indifferent CofE school. Hymns and bible readings and no-one giving a shit. Except the school's dozen or so non-christian religious kids, who got trooped into assembly after the religious bits like monkeys at the zoo.

That I had chapel every day except Friday but including Saturday (Sunday I didn't have to be there, oh lovely, thanks) may tell you a lot about my school. However, I'm kind of glad for all that exposure - it means I've seen a lot more church than most people would and so have an extra card to play to back up my atheism. Not that exposure is really a good argument, but I'll use it anyway.

It did, though, mean that we had a whacking great 700 person sing a long most days - choir up in the top being beautiful, sixth formers at the back belting it out, younger voices to the front. As a result all hymns sung at weddings have been invariably a disappointment to me.