Category Archives: Secrets

Sweet sixteen?

My ‘Secrets’ blog is a serialisation of my story. You may want to first go back to read previous weeks’ accounts 🖤 1974 I was just sixteen when my world began falling in from all sides… I was flattered when he first asked me out. He was three years older than me and quite a […]

Torn apart

***If you are visiting this page for the first time, please do look at the previous posts in this section. This is my story and it will all make more sense if you begin to read where I began to write*** This section has been so heartbreaking to write: 2020 My first appointment with my […]

The Knock in the Night

***If you are visiting this page for the first time, please do look at the previous posts in this section. This is my story and it will all make more sense if you begin to read where I began to write*** 1974 I recall a time when I idolised my dad, this was before I […]

Two lovely people…

***If you are visiting this page for the first time, please do look at the previous posts in this section. This is my story and it will all make more sense if you begin to read where I began to write*** The advice to share my past trauma with my youngest brother and my sister […]

‘She can’t sing for toffee…’

As a young teenager I became increasingly involved in activities at my Parish Church. I am what is often referred to as a ‘Cradle Anglican’. I’ve been going to church since birth. It’s true that there was a significant amount of time when my mum didn’t take me, particularly when we lived in Audenshaw and […]

Clergy have it all sorted…right?

***If you are visiting this page for the first time, please do look at the previous posts in this section. This is my story and it will all make more sense if you begin to read where I began to write*** 2020 There is a view that clergy have it all sorted. After all we […]

Sixteen, and a dad I no longer recognised

***If you are visiting this page for the first time, please do look at the previous posts in this section. This is my story and it will all make more sense if you begin to read where I began to write*** 1974 I was plunged into a state of complete panic. My Sixth Form Tutor […]

A desperate phone call for help

***If you are visiting this page for the first time, please do look at the previous posts in this section. This is my story and it will all make more sense if you begin to read where I began to write*** 2020 So I had a medical note, I’d informed my Diocese’ Human Resources Officer, […]

Moors Murders and the day that changed my life forever

1965 I don’t recall the month or the exact time of year. I guess it can’t have been too cold because I can remember clearly that I was wearing dress. I usually did. I was a very girly, girl, unlike my younger sister, who was always an out and out tomboy. Even today I never […]

Tattoo of Unity

***If you are visiting this page for the first time, please do look at the previous posts in this section. This is my story and it will all make more sense if you begin to read where I began to write*** 2020 I attended the appointment with my GP. Explaining myself to him and then […]