Autobiography

Cherry

Exactly What is Parkinson's, Anyway?

To mark the start of Parkinson's Awareness Week

Petty torments and pyrrhic victories III: Wurzel the wi-fi weasel and his desperately dirty dog...

Nobody likes a freeloader. Even the more tolerant among you will surely admit that there is something entirely distasteful and infuriating about a...

Visiting ‘Mamgu' (Poetry Monthly)

Memories of visiting ‘Mamgu’ in Maesteg mid 1950s “Thirty miles, a ‘spangle’ to suck every ten, soon be there … look there’s the pub with our name...

Never Let the Saucepan Boil Dry Chapter 5: Fighting on the Beaches, Part 2

I gained one very clear benefit from returning to Stirling for that third semester. I met Adeline, a clinical psychologist based on the campus. I had...

Never Let the Saucepan Boil Dry Chapter Five: Fighting on the Beaches, Part 1

Mum dropped me at the Gallowgate campus for my first day in September, 1994. It was a set of ugly, practical buildings near Marischal College, not...

Leggings vs Aztec Priests... etc... etc..

Leggings vs Aztec Priests... etc all seats £35 through the usual taker... Early on, sounds of a slave ganger moving his goods out of the way fast. It...

Never Let the Saucepan Boil Dry Chapter 4: October, Part 3

I settled in well at Aberdeen College, finding it liberating compared to school. It was run-down, paint peeling, but I liked it. Most students were a...

Never Let the Saucepan Boil Dry Chapter 4: October, Part 2

On my return to school in January, I still worried on how to relate to J. It took up a lot of my nervous energy. I was no mathematician, and despite...

Never Let the Saucepan Boil Dry Chapter 4: October, Part 1

My new confidence extended to school. There was a very marked difference when I returned to the Grammar for the 1988/9 academic session. ‘Your voice...