I count my self fortunate that
even though my parents were 'only' menial manual factory worker and cleaner / care worker,
they were idealistic progressive post war young socialists.

They deliberately abstained from having me and sibling christened,
wanting us to make our own minds up when we were old enough.

So the reality was a total absence of any religion at home
to reinforce all the dogma encountered at school
and whatever other reactionary influences outside our house.

What still amuses me - at start of the new term,
4th year class after our grammar was converted to a comprehensive.

The form teacher called us all up to front of the class one at a time
to fill in registration forms.

He was middle aged, ex army, fought in the war [metal work teacher if I remember correct]

He noticed I hadn't filled in the required box for religion.

I answered "Sir, my mum and dad didn't have me christened"

His indignant reply "Nonsense boy, you're Church of England - now go back to your desk"

as he ticked the box for me.....

If he's still alive I bet he'd be a Jeremy Clarkson fan....😜