I was told to go to church Sunday school with Valerie and her friend. On reflection, this was an interesting situation as neither parent showed any glimmer of a belief in spiritual matters. 411 more words
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I might have been seven, or I might have been eight. I don’t really remember exactly how old I was.
I was tossing and turning in bed, and thinking about getting saved. 388 more words
September 1964: the first Wednesday of the school term. I was just about getting used to the dreariness of life in St Augustine’s. I hadn’t been there a week when I realised that every day was going to be the same after all the day girls had gone home. 587 more words