It’s funny the things that pop into your mind sometimes. Do you remember that little bit of marketing genius – ” a drink’s too wet without one” – a marketing slogan for Rich Tea biscuits?
It popped into my head while reading about the awful murder of that poor girl Michaela Harte. I just can’t stop thinking about how such a simple everyday pleasure like a biscuit with a cup of tea could have had such tragic consequences.
I know it’s not as simple as that – but when confronted with such uncomprehending evil, your mind searches for meaning, for reason in the smallest things.
She never had tea without a biscuit, writes Anita Guidera in today’s Irish Independent. It was that simple act of going to her room for a biscuit to accompany her after-lunch cup of tea that led to her disturbing intruders who callously murdered her. Such a simple act – such dreadful consequences.
Of course the sad fact is that there are murders all over the world all the time, but I think we identify so strongly with Michaela’s story – a beautiful, much-loved daughter, sister, wife, friend, murdered on her honeymoon. We knew her so well – she was us in many ways – those of us who have travelled on the holiday of a life-time for our honeymoons, starting out on married life with all those hopes, plans and dreams for a long and happy future together; those of us who have experienced the fervour that is the GAA in counties throughout the length and breadth of Ireland; those of us with beloved daughters, sisters, friends; those of us with favourite teachers…..those of us who just like a biscuit with our cup of tea.
The unbearably sad picture in today’s paper of Michaela’s husband John, wearing her wedding and engagement rings on a gold chain around his neck is a poignant reminder of their stolen future together. That he will have to bury his beautiful bride next week in the same small country church they were married in less than a month ago is almost too heartbreaking to bear.
Ar dheis Dé go raibh a hanam uasal