Dear Everyone,My husband was Roman Catholic. I remember the rush we had before Whitsunday to fit in his Easter confession when he said sorry for anything he had done wrong. He did not like going to the priest and always left it to the last week, along, I suspect, with many other people. There was always a queue.During Lent this year we had soup and roll and a chat. In this season from Easter to Whitsunday we can revisit the chat about what we mean by confession, or saying sorry, pa...