- From: The Pluck
- November 03, 2010
As a kid I used to love going to parties. There was a lot of depression, sadness and blackness at my house; lots of Catholic guilt. My father was an alcoholic and my mother had a lot to deal with. I was fairly emotionally sensitive and used to pick up on all the negative energy in the house. When I went to other people’s houses I felt very free because I wasn’t around all of that emotional pollution. One of the things I really loved was the lolly bag; the lolly bag represented the great memories and moments of the party that I could take home.
At Holy Name in Preston we had a very funky choir called Credo. Sitting in church was such a frustrating experience, it was boring. But I loved singing in the choir; it was great to have a voice in that very male medieval place.
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