I was born into a Protestant family, actually, on my grandfather's northman. But he met a woman down in Cork, and she was a Catholic. And then he got married. She demanded that their children be brought up Catholic. Otherwise, my life would be different from what it would be now. I'll put your name down and I'll get you out here with me, so I'll bring it. Two days later, he was shot dead. Not too far from here. Shot six times a fierce and ahead by loyless, murdered, just from being a Catholic. I appeared at the time. So with bloody Sunday and the murder of my friend, James, that was me funny, so we're here. And I had to say that what my brothers were trying to do all the time, make me join the Republic of Movement. You know, I had to say that that was the only way to change things here. To join the IRA. After a few months of training and learning things, I started to change. You know, I didn't want revenge as such. But I wanted no longer to be treated like a dog in my own country, in my own city. I didn't want to be treated like a second-class citizen. And this was Aaron. Yet it was occupied by Britain. Didn't think I had any right to be here. You know, Aaron wouldn't have a right to be in Britain, occupying England, London. So it was a seam here. For me, my attitude was simply not in British here whatsoever, you know. When I got out, I got out in 1976. And by the upmost later, I was captured and bailed fast in a van. Were a load of bombs and machine guns. Myself and five other comrades. But the time in his blocks was horrendous. I was there for years. I was naked. I was stripped of all my clothes. Since I came in there as saps in the day, I was sat in there, brought me in there as saps in. So it's like a rim-like-us. Six or seven screws waiting for you. Where are baddies? And the first thing I do is I start ripping all your clothes off till you're naked. To try to humiliate you, because you refuse to put on the prison uniform. Because you're not a criminal. I'm a political prisoner as I told them, and I weren't it. So they just kept beating and beating and beating me, you know. During the hunger strikes, we shot 30 at screws dead. And I thought we should have shot more. I wanted this money up 100, 200 in dead. Even today, I checked their neoms to see who's died. They started cancer or whatever, you know. I hit them so much. They got away. Brutalized, nothing torturing us for years. Got away with it. They got big bounty money. And they loved doing what they did, you know. And these are war criminals. My father couldn't be brutal. But anybody or anything, you know. But the sight of me, that's what they broke me in.