Opting In

When I was ten or eleven, I got into my first big trouble with my Dad, for refusing to be confirmed. I think it was my first rebellion. Oddly, I’ve turned out to be very spiritual indeed, I even like a bit of church and I love sacred music and pretty much all church buildings. So, with hindsight, it was a strange choice for my proto rebellion. My Dad wasn’t particularly religious but he was most definitely against rebellion. He was a conformist and his immortal words at the time are still etched on my memory: “If you opt out […]

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