After church ended (thank goodness) we had to stand with our parents while they chatted then walk home with our gloves on and bible at the side, very decorously without looking at any one in particular.
This was after Morning Mass at our beautiful Oamaru Basilica! Goodness me!
Blue jeans and fun! Something my mother would not have allowed me to wear to church. Also something I would not have been allowed to do at church. LOL! The times sure have changed!
Ahhh...yes, Maggiemae. I hear ya. Same here. Went alot with my Grandmother and she was STRICT! Still, it did teach me to respect my surroundings and definitely taught me manners. Not such a bad thing.
Ah yes I remember it well, twice a day to church. Mass & then Benediction in the afternoon !! In those days Sunday was a Sunday & have to say better for it too !!
Great photo :)