Leaving school is a very big change in life. Some go off to employment of various kinds – perhaps learn a trade or do a qualification to enhance life prospects. I was always destined for [more…]
The cricket club I played for in Oz was part of a much larger sporting society. Netball, football, tennis, hockey and Aussie rules were all part of this rich tapestry. The cricket section was managed [more…]
For my parents generation 21 was the passing into adulthood ( key to the door and all that). Never mind that half of them were married and had kids by then it was a significant [more…]
I took the reading appellation off this piece as it’s not really about that but about a particular aspect of my high school education. The school I went to can be described as brutally academic. [more…]
Once again I’ve found myself starting a piece for here where so much stuff has come into my mind I’ve had to split it. The lot of a support band is not great. On a [more…]
My lot on here seems to be nostalgically picking over the debris of my younger days for the entertainment of the drooling perverts who make up the vast majority of the readership. I’ve got the [more…]
In my last piece I realised there was so much material about my high school days that it couldn’t possibly fit into one article. This is not about reading but the staff at my high [more…]
Emigrating to Australia was a very big deal indeed. I hadn’t been further than places like Land’s End, Pembroke and New Brighton – certainly not out of the UK. The last few weeks were a [more…]
I started high school in early 1977. A very different place. You went from being a 12 year old at the top of the food chain to some insignificant squit. There were people with pubic [more…]
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