Born On The 12th Of July
In some parts of the world, orange isn't the colour of healing and friendship.
Growing up, being a member of the Orange Order didn’t seem like that big a thing. It was just what you did. My Dad was a member, my older brother was a member, my Uncle Ian was a member. It was just a laugh, a march with your friends and relations, bands, music, flags. That all changed the summer I hit eighteen. There were three of us in my circle of friends. I kinda saw us as the ‘Three Amigos’, with me being the Steve M...
