Paths and lost Ancestry
Feedback from John Gallivan
There was only ever one thing I was good at school at. Yes, you guessed it, art. I had an eye for it and enjoyed it and felt pride in it when nothing else offered me pride. However my family, my father in particular, who was also a great natural drawer wouldn’t let me take the option at school when that time came around, claiming there were no jobs in it somewhat bitterly.
The middle of my life has been a selection of half hearted jobs, that haven’t even been that good at paying the bills, hey but at least I had a job right …