Rate My Wake

Finger on the pulse reviews of sandwiches, hymns and suspiciously strong tea.

The national wake desk

Respectfully keeping score.

We assess the sandwiches, the queue, the piano and the impossible logistics of getting an aunt into a parish hall before half seven.

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Editor's selection

Wake of the Week

Roisín Furlong

Trim, Co. Meath

A nearly flawless parish-hall operation: four sandwich trays, no seat disputes and a eulogy that knew when to finish.

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Normal, entirely routine send-offs

Ardee, Co. Louth

Eamonn McTavish

4.8 / 5 — Sandwich logistics

There was a quiet confidence to the urn of tea. Nobody asked where the teaspoons had gone.

Drogheda, Co. Louth

Maura O’Gormley

4.4 / 5 — Coat management

A wet Tuesday, forty-eight umbrellas, and one valiant usher with a mop.

Dundalk, Co. Louth

Colm Feehan

4.6 / 5 — Eulogy timing

Thirty-seven minutes long; somehow, not a second was wasted.

Navan, Co. Meath

Deirdre “Didge” Quigley

4.7 / 5 — Tea resilience

The cup was never empty for more than eleven seconds. A masterclass in parish-hall service.

Monaghan Town

Gerry Two-Coats

4.2 / 5 — Musical direction

One unexpectedly moving ballad, followed by an accordion solo nobody had formally requested.

Trim, Co. Meath

Roisín Furlong

4.9 / 5 — Overall composure

Four trays of sandwiches, no seating disputes and a eulogy that finished exactly when it should.

The pending book

Awaiting review

Pending

Donald J. Trump

Awaiting event

Editorial note: this should be one of the best wakes of all time.

The archive

Historical wakes

Finnegans Wake

Archive verdict: 5 / 5 for persistence. A long-running literary affair with exceptional wordplay, uncertain catering and no obvious finishing time.

Brendan Behan’s wake

Archive verdict: 4.9 / 5 for attendance. Dublin gave one of its great raconteurs the suitably crowded, noisy farewell an editor could only admire.

The Body of an American

Archive verdict: 4.7 / 5 for soundtrack. The Pogues’ immortal wake-room standard remains a formidable benchmark for collective singing after the tea has gone cold.

The Sick Bed of Cúchulainn

Archive verdict: 4.5 / 5 for opening-night intensity. The Pogues’ fevered classic is not technically a wake, but its pub-room energy earns it a firmly marked place in the wider archive.

Molly Malone’s last call

Archive verdict: 4.3 / 5 for civic participation. A Dublin legend whose final rounds still draw a crowd, even if the catering details remain disputed.

The screen archive

Telly wakes

The best screen wakes understand that the real drama is often the queue, the kettle and a family disagreement nobody has had time to resolve.

Auntie Bridie’s wake — Derry Girls

Archive verdict: 4.8 / 5 for social fallout. A textbook example of how old grievances, formal manners and one badly timed family event can turn a gathering into a full local emergency.

Grant Unto Him Eternal Rest — Father Ted

Archive verdict: 4.6 / 5 for administrative confusion. A fine study in ceremony, inheritance and the importance of establishing the facts before making catering decisions.

From the picture desk

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