You know how you create a picture of yourself over the years, a kind of tableau of your past, in your own mind if in no-one else’s? I do that a lot,…
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Girls who got away
Girls, those strange creatures who still lived somehow outside of daily life, had become brief but intense obsessions. Walking down Marlow High Street, I would have conversations with myself about why this…
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Heart Attack!
As soon as I found the hostel job in Banff, I sent a postcard home to give mum, dad and Sue my address: General Delivery, Banff, Alberta. The picture on the card…
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Alberta Stories
My path to Neil Young began with the Woodstock movie when it showed at the Marlow Regal, the local cinema just off the High Street, in the summer of 1970. We were…
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Adrian
Adrian Wynne is my coolest friend ever. He brought long hair with him to Sir William Borlase’s School in Marlow, where we met in September 1968. His father, an RAF squadron leader…