Autobiography

 

Devices of Torture

I truly hated shoes when I was a kid. No, I’m not a barefoot hippy, I hate being barefoot. I love to wear stuff on my feet. My nan and grandad owned...
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No Grandad in His Things

We disembowelled my Grandad’s house after he died. One minute in 1985 his house was like it had always been. Model kits of the Cutty Sark and HMS...
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The Pound Note

1. Aart When I was young I knew my Grandad was different. I knew this because he wasn’t like my other Grandad, or most people I knew. For one, he...
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No ghosts here

My grandad’s house – I went there so many times in real life and so many times in my dreams. Then it was remarkable, that pebble dashed ex-council...

Trying to commit virtual suicide while grappling with living in student halls

“Ahhgggghhh!! “Fucking do it! “No! No! Leave me alone! “Get off me! Thump, bang crash! “Not fair! Not fair! “Win one game, why is that so hard? Every...
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No food in England; no food in Asia; knowing what it is to starve

When you have been starving it is something you do not forget. Most people never have this. I could empathise with Oliver: “please sir can I have...