I can top that, FRiend! I was at the funeral of a friend’s husband and the priest gave the eulogy including the fact that the deceased enjoyed dancing. The priest then began to dance around the coffin! I’m not making that up. I was next to a friend - a left-wing gay ex-Catholic and even HE grew purple with rage.
Attended the Orthodox grave side service of an elderly Ukrainian. The priest had been a friend from childhood days.
In the blazing summer sun his white and gold attire along with a gleaming bald scalp coupled with gold coated aviator glasses almosted blinded one.
With a chorus of black clad older women singing while the coffin was slowly lowered into the grave the poor distraught priest tried to climb over the rail to ride the coffin down to its resting place. Friends restrained him, but not before revealing the Bermuda shorts and black over the calf socks in sandals beneath his gear.
Was on a very hot afternoon, this Evelyn Waugh scene. Startling to say the least.