This morning I filmed two more episodes of Mass For You At Home. They won’t be screened until September. This time, some Hamilton parishioners – holidaying in Melbourne – accompanied me. Andrew and Taryn and Lauren joined the congregation. Bailey served.
But first, we had to stop by the dreaded makeup department. Back when I served for Fr Withoos, I had to wear makeup for all two minutes of my airtime. I thought Bailey would be my brother in solidarity. But no! He was spared that cruel fate, and instead the whole family watched in amusement while I was tortured. They even took photos!
I’m prepared to admit I’m engaging in some mild hyperbole. But I can say in all seriousness that I have new respect for women, who afflict themselves with makeup every day. I salute you!
We moved from makeup to the studio, where I was greeted by an old friend from the seminary, Fr Andrew McCarter, who is a newly ordained priest for the Archdiocese of Melbourne. I guess the masses he celebrated will be screened in August.
There are no embarrassing incidents to report this time. Which is not to say I didn’t make mistakes! It’s just that they weren’t noticeable. (Says I. Perhaps Channel Ten’s mailbag will prove otherwise!)
There was a Redemptorist priest on set last week and today. John someone. I forgot his name. But this evening I mentioned him to Bishop Paul Bird, who is a Redemptorist himself.
“Oh yes, John Hill,” the bishop replied. “He’s a scripture scholar, you know. He teaches at the Yarra Theological Union.”
Thankfully, I did not know. It’s always slightly unnerving preaching to a congregation which includes priests. I think it’s a peer thing. (Preaching in the seminary, to brother seminarians, was even worse!)
If I had known that a scripture scholar had been on set while I was delivering 4 minute ferverinos, I might have been reduced to a quivering wreck! The makeup, the floor director, the lights and the cameras are one thing. But scripture scholars!? My word!
The kids enjoyed a tour of the Channel Ten studios afterwards. Not a bad way to cap off a trip to the city!