The Clown

This week I received a letter from an old university friend. She had been the girlfriend of my bandmate Paul, back in the day. Inside was an aged and yellowed article from Coventry University’s student newspaper, circa 1997. My recent blogging trips down Memory Lane had prompted her to fish it out for me. TheContinue reading “The Clown”

The Donkey & The Storm

Dear Baby Violet, I would like to tell you the tale of how I met your mother one sweltering summer’s afternoon in Suffolk, not so very long ago. There are days, you will learn, when the Gods interfere and it changes the course of everything to come. This would be one of those days. IContinue reading “The Donkey & The Storm”

The Music In Me (just don’t wanna die)

Grenoble, France, 1995 – Suffolk, England 2020 The first gig I ever did was in a brothel in the south of France. I was twenty years old. On paper I was a student at Joseph Fourier University in Grenoble, but in reality I was learning life in other ways. I didn’t realise it was aContinue reading “The Music In Me (just don’t wanna die)”

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