I grew up with a set of rosary beads under my pillow. My mother was a committed member of the Roman Catholic Church while my father was a nominal member of the Church of England. Needless to say, Mum was the one who looked after our spiritual welfare. She took my sisters and I to church regularly and we progressed through all the rites and rituals of the Catholic faith. Looking back, I’m thankful for my upbringing as there was always love in the home and a basic belief in God gave me a sense of comfort and security as a child.