
Saying prayers and singing hymns have long been part of everyday school life in Northern Ireland.
Remember droning your way through Morning Has Broken in daily assembly, and ducking your head when it was time to mumble along to Our Father? God was there as a sort of benign, fuzzy presence, a good old man in the sky — as expected and unchallenged as lukewarm milk at break-time, or PE lessons on Wednesday afternoons.