I don't know how I missed this thread. I put my hand up to being yet another lapsed Catholic, although it's always there lurking in the recesses of my brain. Once a Catholic it's hard to shake it off. I still say a Hail Mary or two or three when I'm rigid with tension on flight take off ridiculous I know but that's brainwashing at an early age for you! However, when I cast my mind back to some of the nonsense attached to my schooling I can't believe I sucked it all up. I particularly remember being aged 7 and with my classmates having a trial run in preparation for our First Holy Communion being told by some half crazed nun when having an unblessed wafer put on our tongues "swallow it down without biting it, otherwise you will be biting Jesus' legs off". I can't believe they got away with feeding our minds with such utter nonsense and I have to say that this sort of claptrap did shape my decision in not sending my own children to a Catholic school. In my early years I felt in a constant state of terror having to learn all that Catechism word perfect. My mother, a devout Catholic until her death, told me that her school instilled the same sort of fear in her as a child and I remember saying, "but you still subjected me to it", she kind of agreed with me at the time that Catholic schools weren't always great, Of course once you start to rationalise it as you get older it starts to occur to you that it could well be a load of drivel designed to control you by keeping you in a permanent state of fear. However, having said that, my husband's grandchildren from his first marriage go to some high profile London comprehensives which are excellent and it almost made me wish we had sent ours to them when I realised how good they were. Of course their attendance at church is mandatory and once they get to a certain age it's just another thing to argue about, and particularly hard to make them take on something that you don't altogether believe in yourself. If I were to praise the church about anything though, I would say, as others have stated, my mother's church proved to be a great support and social network for her once she was widowed.