For all those who think that Mediumship, Clairvoyance or talking with those in the Spirit World is something they could never master - well 30 years ago I was one of you. I was a normal ‘jack the lad’ fellow who was happily married and had a young daughter. I was driving lorries most of the day and snoozing half the evening. I had been brought up with Spiritualism though, and as it was normal life to me I didn’t even recognise it.

My father died of a Coronary Thrombosis when I was five years old, and I remember the knock at the door as if it were an hour ago and how my four sisters, my younger brother and myself were herded upstairs. I remember being the nosy one - I stuck my head out of the window overlooking the front door and listening to the bluntness of the guy telling my Mother that Dad had come off his motorbike and had died in the ambulance. Memories of the rest of that day are very much a blur.

But, we were taught that “life goes on”. I didn’t know much of Mediumship other than bits from the movies and I remember my Nan Carter walking a block to give me healing in the middle of the night when I had an asthma attack. Later I was informed that Nan was a Medium and worked the churches much the same as I have for the past decades. I also remember “weird” dreams as a child that woke me on a number of occasions and usually ended in an asthma attack.