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Bangor

When I think of the time I could save myself by persuading that idiot, hyperventilating child in the playground not to smash his front teeth, I think of the afternoon at the dentist on Anglesey having root canal while the rest of the Biology field trip crew hung around outside with the minibus in the […]

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Saturday Job: Bejam

The night before I started my new job in the frozen food supermarket, Bejam, there was a fire. I turned up at work, nervous, first day, and spent more or less the whole of my first day scrubbing soot off the walls. Well, this is shitty, I was thinking, and so it was. Bejam was […]

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The paper round

I was ten when I started my paper round, which was my first paid job. That was the last time I got pocket money from my Dad. I ended up with the paper round by default, because my older sisters, who had been the ones to start it, had quickly realised that it didn’t pay […]

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Plant a tree in ’73

In 1973, when Dutch Elm Disease was rife, when trees were dying in their millions, the government came up with the idea of a National Tree Planting Year. The Forestry Commission donated thousands of trees to schools and I signed up for a Scots Pine. I was ten years old, in my eleventh year. My […]

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Having a smashing time

The worst thing that ever happened to me, I think, was the smashing of my front teeth. As a child of the 60s, who had a fatal few years before fluoridisation and better dental care, my teeth were never that good. I was having fillings in my milk teeth, and I’ve had lots of fillings […]

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I Feel Fine

I’m always running. Today, I’m running home for lunch, from my Infants School (St. Christopher’s). I’m in short trousers, school shoes, socks. I’m crossing the Luton Road, running. There’s probably a lollypop man, or woman, even at lunchtime. This is the 60s, the era of full employment under a Labour government. I’m running past Farrow’s […]

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A moment of sadness

Just spent an odd few minutes looking at my first ever blog, long abandoned, and it made me kind of sad, because it actually was, in many ways, a really special place. I say that not on my account, but because of the fact that it was a collaborative blog, which at least four other […]

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Imaginary Beatles albums

In Stephen Baxter’s 1998 alternate history short story “The Twelfth Album”, there’s an imaginary Beatles album called God. There are twelve tracks: Give Me Some Truth It Don’t Come Easy Every Night All Things Must Pass Child of Nature (Jealous Guy) Back Seat of My Car Instant Karma! Isn’t It a Pity Junk Wah-Wah God […]

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Sleep no more

I went to the doctor (again) about my ongoing sleeping issues. In some ways, I always feel a bit of a phoney because it’s not that I have trouble getting to sleep. It’s often head-pillow-gone. But the problem is that I am a very light sleeper and also seem locked in a pattern of waking […]

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Generation Moi

I often think about the generations thing. For marketing and media purposes, we always hear a lot about Millenniums and Gen Z etc., and our culture war is everybody against the boomers. But what really is a generation? Does the concept really exist beyond the media? For me, trying to work it all out by […]