I grew up in a small town called mullingar in the midlands
of Ireland with a population of about 35,000 people. I lived
on a street in the town centre, then when I was 4 I moved
to an estate further out of town. I think my earliest ever
memory is probably going to New York to visit my au tie
when I was about four. I also remember going up and
down my street on a toy tractor there wernt many kids
my age, so it was mostly me , my brother and his friends.
I also remember the time I split my brothers head open
with a table tennis bat!
My parents split up when I waS five and me and my
brother went with our mum for awhile. Then we lived
between houses for a couple of years. Then finally I
ended um living with my dad because beloved in town
so I had more friends there and it was convenient for
school and other stuff I was always small for my age
and I probably still am but thankfully I never got bullied
at school because I tried to be friendly to everyone I was
always up for having a laugh and messing around, so I got
on we'll with most of the other kids.
