"Somehow my young life had become a total pretence.. it was so hard for me to understand...because nothing made any sense. Carrying the burden of confusion...and a deep feeling of shame.... keeping the dark secret of my unwanted name.... I just needed a dad to call me his son...but this man didn't like me... ...love?...he never had none. I was lost in the wilderness...never knew which way to turn.. "IF I AM A HORNBY!....WHY CALL ME BYRNE!..?... I never realised, when I was just a small lad... how important it was, to have a REAL DAD... It messed up my head for quite a number of years... being recognised as a "bastard"....was one of my dreaded fears. ...Alone in the wilderness...always having to pretend, I couldn't imagine my future....I really couldn't see an end... ...Then one day I saw HER....she lit up my entire life... Her name was Mary......thank god she became my wife."