Tag Archive: biography

Bare Knuckle Determination

I finished my Music degree in May and I just got offered a job. One of my friends works for Bare Knuckle Pickups and said they’re looking for someone. I phoned up and… Continue reading

Finding Peace

My son is at Falmouth sailing school and he bought me a surfboard for my birthday so we’ve been surfing for the last few days. I’m a complete beginner and I haven’t caught… Continue reading

The economics of good coffee

For 30-odd years I was in publishing in Surrey. Three of my publications were featured on Have I got New for You: Nuclear Engineering International was one I was publishing director for; I… Continue reading

Ferret Freestyle

“It’s a very unusual thing to see a ferret on the pier.” “He likes swimming in the evening.” “Oh, really?” “Well, I dunno. He’s only done it once in the sink.” .

Homeless

OY! You’re gorgeous you are. Take my photo. D’you wanna take my photo? I’m homeless I am. I’m 21 and homeless. I don’t really have a life. My mum gave her house up.… Continue reading

Riding with the devil

We’re gypsies, and the older ones believe if you take our photo, you steal our soul. I believe the same things as the older ones, but a bit different, so take my photo.… Continue reading

Lock it away

“We’ve been together for four-and-a-half years on and off.” “Are you romantic?” “No.” “No.” “I know more about her than she knows about me. I don’t tell her anything. My past is my… Continue reading

Sowing seeds

I used to be… I suppose it’s called ‘Course Manager’ now… for BTEC Agricultural and Marine Engineering and I was diagnosed with depression. They put me on tablets but it wasn’t making any… Continue reading

Pottery in the family

I always bring a chair up here because I’ve got nerve damage in my feet, so I can’t walk very far. The doctor says it happened because I was really stressed when my… Continue reading

Fear nothing

I came out of prison in January. I did nine months in the Czech Republic for a political cultural protest. They were going to close the opera house in the town where I… Continue reading