Rachel did her First Holy Communion yesterday, the high point of a long week of preparing the house for invasion by relatives. We are anti-houseproud. We just don't care. Except on special occassions, then we rush around like mad things painting, decorating, cleaning and tidying.
I am an Atheist Dad, and I'm coming out of the closet.
Actually, I was never really in the closet. I parted ways with religion when I was roughly 16. The provability of Christianity's claims was a sticking point.
