Niamh was raped inside a wardrobe by the father of a school friend when she was just nine years old. An Irish Catholic, growing up in Dublin, the nuns called her a Whore of Babylon because she was left-handed. And so began a life of abuse.
Niamh is a woman who copes, who gets on with things and who knows how to rise above her past – that is until it resurfaces and becomes an obstacle to the happiness she knows she deserves.
Singing saved her life and her sanity. It was her escpae from hurt and travesty. Running from her past, Niamh travelled to London, Greece and to the Netherlands, where she found love with a Dutch husband. But it was not until she hit her fiftieth birthday, divorced and living alone with her daughter, that she took her first steps on the road to freedom.
This memoir shows how a remarkable women learned to search for the hero inside herself and began to sing from the rooftops about the joy that can be found in the darkest of times.
This is a story of survival.
It is a story of hope.