Manchester 1973was a blurring of sleet on red brickour freedom compromised by the minutiae of tickslibrary time spent with the ponderous clock.Hours wasted in back room pubsdisparate furniture ringed with filmy eyed accusations,Guinness and Gitanes fuelled argumentsspooling in long looping coils like a faulty cassettesluggard days lost before the sky switched to night,wet pavements, the … Continue reading Your Memoirs – “Manchester 1973” →

March 24th 1970 5am. I lay in my bed in the maternity hospital in Sunderland. My labour pains were getting stronger and more frequent. After two hours of gas and air I felt as if I was floating. It wont be long now love the midwife said  reassuringly. She knelt at the bottom of my … Continue reading Your Memoirs – “Precious Moments” →