Monthly Archives: June 2005

When I was younger, there were a few of us who came from the ‘better’ end of town, who took a while to be accepted into the dubious brotherhood we had adopted. Accents mean a lot in England, and there … Continue reading →

I was on a train the other day – a series of trains in fact. The first one from a station that leaves from the middle of Brookwood cemetery http://www.cnauk.navy.mil/Base%20Services/Photo%20Lab/Photo%20Pages/Brookwood%20Memorial%20-%20Page%201.htm which is not only a military site, but also the place … Continue reading →

On the day before my father’s funeral, or one of those days, I can’t remember which, I had a terrible row with D.  My mother was trying to hold it all together, and so was I, except that we had … Continue reading →

If you are under eighteen and you have a problem, you may get some help. After that time, they kick you out into the system. If you run around with an axe, they might keep an eye on you if … Continue reading →

One time, the ‘phone rung in our house – always an occasion for the nerves to start jangling. Whatever anyone was doing would be suspended – conversation, a television programme, the middle of eating, forks arrested in mid journey. The … Continue reading →

Being in Cornwall always reminds me that I live on an island. True enough, no one here is ever far from the sea, but in the part of Cornwall I was visiting, you tend to keep falling into it if … Continue reading →