For those who want to know more about me and my approach to health.

My life has been an unusual one in some ways. I’ve rarely had a ‘normal’ job.

My life up to my twenties was unusual for an Australian. I grew up in a fairly devout religious family (protestant Christian). Our church hosted ‘creation science’ speakers and was also quite politically conservative. It was received wisdom for many (in our comfortably middle class suburb) that the conservative parties (bizarrely headed by a party that called itself Liberal) were more Christian in outlook. This meant an individualised approach to morality. One of the jokes in our church youth group about this approach to morality was, “My pet canary doesn’t smoke, drink or dance: does this mean it’s a christian?”

Our family usually attended church twice on Sundays. There was a church youth group which had a Bible Study on Friday night and an outing on Saturday night. This was the focus of my life into my twenties. It provided a fairly cosy world in some ways; it was certainly nice to have some other network than school, which I found awful – growing older hasn’t led me to mellow in my assessment of how truly awful most schools are. This type of christianity in some ways suited me quite well, it was very verbal (and I was quite comfortable with words) and saw our physicality as a threat (an approach I accommodated to easily in some ways, I was a very heady person) which it would take me years to work out.

My father’s family lived within a couple of suburbs of where we lived, some of my mother’s family lived another couple of suburbs further away. We mostly ate the evening meal (which we called “Tea”) together and would usually have Sunday midday meal together too. In my teens my mother obtained part time work and began to work during the day on Sundays, so the Sunday midday meal stopped.

My father worked (and still) does as a fitter and turner in a large shed in our backyard. He and my mother were a partnership for the business, doing the books. Until I left school she was at home full-time – believing that it was important for her to be there when her children got home from school.

I am now nearly fifty. My upbringing seems to have been in a different world. The numbers of those attending church in Australia is plummeting (although there is lately some revival in those churches with social involvement). I don’t think the new world is all good, and the way I was brought up certainly wasn’t all bad. But they are so different it is extraordinary to think of the changes that have happened in thirty years.

Leave a Reply

You can use these tags: <a href="" title=""> <abbr title=""> <acronym title=""> <b> <blockquote cite=""> <cite> <code> <del datetime=""> <em> <i> <q cite=""> <s> <strike> <strong>