01 Along The Highway

I had to go back: there were ghosts to kill. I remembered the main street, the bleak council houses and downbeat people in that dingy town. Almost...

In the early seventies, I had a semi-Afro hairstyle and a shaggy beard. I thought I looked like the lead singer in Mungo Jerry, but aspired to be Che...

She was distracted and he ran on the pitch in an instinctive, uninhibited, exhilarating chase along the right wing. He out-stripped the startled...

I was thinking back to December 1973... a village called Oberjoch (over the hill) in the Bavarian Alps. Six foot of snow! I was learning to ski with...

Perhaps when a youth, if I’d settled in France, with a mademoiselle an occasion to dance. On a hot August night, je t’aime, je t’adore and ooh la lah...