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I remember our last night in Mallorca, sis and me. I was 22. We’d been there working for 7 months. Working and boozing. Well mainly boozing. We got free accommodation and free drinks vouchers and the equivalent in Pesetas of £7.50 a night. We lived off egg and chips, San…
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I remember coming in from school one day and my mum happily telling me she was getting married. To Robin. They were sat on the sofa laughing and drunk. My mum was grinning like a Cheshire cat in her ‘I’m so happy I’ve found a man’ kind of way. I…
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I remember my art teacher at school was called Mr Dick, much to our childish amusement. He encouraged me in my art though and I remember very well copying Hieronymus Bosch’s Garden of Earthly Delights when I was 12, much to his approval. When I was 17 and went to…
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I remember the dialysis. Hemodialysis. It cleanses your blood for you when your kidneys don’t. Some people feel renewed after. Many don’t. Many get dialysis overnight so they can hold down a job during the day. It gave me extreme headaches and a feeling of my blood boiling. I mean…
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So me and sis are little kids and we write poetry. I remember my mum telling me this story and I also still have the cuttings of our poems from the Yorkshire Post. I don’t actually remember writing poetry, ever, but clearly I did. Sis got a book of her…
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I remember one of the many days we skived off school. We were about 14 or 15. Me, sis and my best mate Sally. The Valley Gardens in Harrogate was one of THE best places to hide out when you were supposed to be in school. This particular day we…
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I remember us sat in the bedroom. Sis, my best friend and me. It was a sunny afternoon and we were bored. We’d decided to try the Ouija board. My best friend lived in a huge house that still had the bells in the kitchen that alerted the servants. Clearly…