Let Him Without Sin: Part 1 & 2

By John Beirne

This is not a "Once upon a Time" story. It's all about someone's life.

Brought up in a Council estate, in the 70s when freedom of speech existed in all its racist/bigoted forms, the author was bullied for being gay. He was kicked and punched.

He became a multi-award winning hairdresser and was elected for the Town hall for over 20 ye

• Language: English
• Publisher: Maple Publishers
• Release date: May 30, 2022
• ISBN: 9781915164827

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Let Him Without Sin

Author: John Beirne

Copyright © John Beirne (2022)

The right of John Beirne to be identified as author of this work has been asserted by the author in accordance with section 77 and 78 of the Copyright, Designs and Patents Act 1988.

1st Edition Published in 2022

2nd Edition Published in 2024

ISBN 978-1-915164-81-0 (Paperback)

978-1-915164-82-7 (Ebook)

Book cover design and Book layout by:

White Magic Studios

www.whitemagicstudios.co.uk

Published by:

Maple Publishers

Fairbourne Drive, Atterbury,

Milton Keynes, MK10 9RG, UK

www.maplepublishers.com

A CIP catalogue record for this title is available from the British Library.

All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or translated by any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording or by any information storage and retrieval system without written permission from the author.

The views expressed in this work are solely those of the author and do not necessarily reflect the views of the publisher, and the publisher hereby disclaims any responsibility for them.

Dedicated to Dean,

I loved you then, I love you now, I’ll love you always.

Part 1

The diaries of a dirty old bitch.

Do not read if easily offended.

This is a book that shouldn’t be written, it’s not a once upon a time story. It is a true account of a person’s life.

This person grew up on a Council estate in the 70s and was bullied and abused by school teachers, adults and children. He went on to open a hair salon, winning hundreds of awards, became the mayor of his town.

He was accused of historical sex offenses, at the age of 56, dating back to when he was a child.

For a lesser sentence, he pleaded guilty.

He sought to rebuild his life, moved town and wanted to help people, as he had done all his life.

A simple mistake resulted in a prison sentence and he wanted to end his life.

His faith, friends and the person he was, are now needed to continue living.

"16. Humble and shy, I went to London and died.

I book myself in at YWCA

I said I like it here can I Stay

And do you have a vacancy for a back scrubber?"

Morrissey.

CONTENTS

School09

Hairdressing15

Politics18

Prison35

Faith63

FIFTY SHADES OF PARR

1. The Good 09

2. The Bad 30

3. The Ugly 35

THE GOOD

Why would anyone want to read a book I’ve written? I have no idea, but I write in the hope of righting some wrongs, dispelling some lies and to give me peace of mind.

I think that if something that happens in life is so bad, it make you want to end your life then you have to do something.

... and so the story begins ...

I was brought up on a (one might say) rough Council estate in Parr, St Helens - born in 1961.

I had lovely parents who both worked at the local glass factory, my dad was a prisoner of war in Syria during World War II and lost an arm, but it never stopped him from working.

My mother worked, looked after the home and her three children and taught us to respect others.

I loved my junior school. It was a C of E School called Parr Mount. We danced around a maypole, got dressed up for nativity and brought food in for Christmas parties.

My life changed when I started Parr High School.

I didn’t know I was different, I didn’t know I was gay and on that 1st day in school, didn’t realise the next 5 years would be hell!

I used to have a shed in my back garden where, as kids, we would gather. It was full of pop posters, candles and rubbish.

I remember my 1st day in school, a neighbour shouting John has a Donny Osmond Fan Club in his shed! Everyone laughed. That day I went into the shed, ripped everything down and never went into the shed again. Aged 11 it was my first sign or what was in store.

I’ve never had a fight in my life, I couldn’t kick a ball, and like most kids, love to mess about. I loved to sing; I had previously been in two church choirs. I joined the school choir, (not a good move if I wanted the school bullies to ignore me).

My music teacher was Miss Peet - different, kind, but a lovely lady who tried to teach me how to play the piano. I went for music lessons to her home every week for 2 years but never learned a great deal. My mum spent £1,000 on a piano but I found reading the music too hard.

I had few friends in school and few friends in my street. Most Saturdays we would go into someone’s house, while their parents were at work and for a short while I had a girlfriend called Michelle. She was different and so was I.

How do you know, aged 12, if you are gay? You can’t look at the other lads in the showers. Imagine if they caught you! Could it have been when aged 12 I went to the local swimming baths with a mate, a guy swam under me and grabbed between my legs and said you have lovely balls or when we left the pool the guy was naked in the shower and grabbed me in with him?

During my school years I was kicked, punched, spat at and had 5 lads rip my clothes off in the gym while I laid naked on the floor and was raped.

I’m sure this memory has gone from their minds but not mine. I think the best day of my life was leaving school.

When I left I didn’t know what I wanted to do workwise. I used to go to church every Sunday and wanted to become a Vicar, but was told this was a called, a vocation, not a job option.