I’ve grown up in a Catholic family, one of the memories I have going through my childhood and early adolescence is going to church, which was more like a small family reunion, every Saturday night or Sunday morning. Older I got and as Priest’s changed I went to church less and less, but you can’t really run from prayers (hence I put the Lord’s Prayer in the picture) and the memory that I was even an altar girl helping out the priest. People take one look at me and sometimes are surprised that with my gothic look I have this background and that I have fond memories of going to church.
I decided that I would give this piece to the church I grew up in- St Albans RC Church Denaby. Here’s where it has ended up (For now) and also the priest.