Death Becomes Them...

We made one last stop this morning - at the beautiful St Joseph's Cathedral.
"Oh look, that's handy, the doors are open," I said to Grumpy, taking off my cap. Inside it was cool and dark, but the sun outside highlighted the lovely stained glass windows. The ceilings were elaborately painted. Quite a find, I thought.
Almost magically, there was a mass in progress. A few people were sitting in pews and a priest was speaking to them in Latin.
I was about to take out my camera to take a sneaky pic, when Grumpy suggested we leave.
As he pointed, I noticed a large rectangular box in the middle of the chapel. We'd wandered into the middle of a funeral service!