One month after my birth, I was baptized in the local Roman Catholic Church — in the name oftheTriuneGod. Myearliest memorieswhenIwasatoddlerandasmallchild,arethose of worshipping with my mother in the Roman Catholic Church every Sunday.
Came the day that I went walking with my mother into a hardware shop. All kinds of ironware goods were there being offered for sale — including huge heavy iron fireplaces which should have been (but were not) secured to the floor.
My mother said: "Nigel, you can look; but don't touch!" Disobeying her, I climbed up onto one of the iron fireplaces. It fell on me– fracturing my skull, injuring my liver, and nearly paralyzing my legs.