I wish I’d learned that being individual would be so much more important than fitting in. But these things take time, and with age comes wisdom… Here’s one of my earlier memories of school, and when I first realised that I didn’t fit the mould like everyone else. ***************** When I started secondary school,… Continue reading The Bag and the Boots.
It was one of those boring never ending hot days, when I had a visitor. I’d been sat back with my feet on the dashboard, thinking about probably nothing – and he took me so much by surprise I just gawped at him with my gob open. It was a security guard from a nearby… Continue reading 11 – The Security Guard
Waiting for Ryan all day was shit. Although I couldn’t help but think it must be shitter to go to work after sleeping in a car. Ryan said everyone else would smoke in their vans, they’d spent a £10 a day on lunch and muck around. They laughed at his lowly tins of soup but… Continue reading 9 – The Diary