Cormac MacConnell: Ashes to ashes... or emeralds or mirrors

As usual, there is another truly startling truth here today.

It is that I can guarantee that any of you who visit in 40 years time will still find me in sparkling good form in the family home — despite the fact that I am already a fairly senior citizen, with a free travel pass in my pocket.

Even though you will meet me in the hallway, close to a font of Knock water, I further assure you that there is no miracle at all involved.