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Category Archive for 'Memories'

Well, here it is

Posted in Childhood, Creative Writing, Memories, Presentation on Mar 26th, 2011

For those of you desperate to watch me giving a presentation here is part one. I’ve had to break the film into sections because I’ve only got 500Mb storage in Vimeo. I hope you enjoy it. Malcolm’s Presentation from Malcolm McLachlan on Vimeo. Part one of my presentation on creative writing and my childhood.

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A new home

Posted in Childhood, Memories on Mar 5th, 2011

Life in our new home was wonderful. A draught-free bedroom made bedtime something I actually looked forward to. Electricity meant that I could read in bed for a while until I was firmly told to go to sleep and the light was turned off. Not only did I now have a bath every night, I [...]

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On the move

Posted in Childhood, Memories on Feb 14th, 2011

Let’s get back to history and the continuing tale, the year moves on to 1962. My ninth birthday came and went with the usual celebrations both at home and at school. The year proved remarkably uneventful in most respects and little by little the worries over my health began to ease. During the summer holiday [...]

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Sometimes I brought it on myself…

Posted in Memories, Mental Archaeology, School on Aug 21st, 2010

There were times at Grammar school when I really did seem to go out of my way to court unpopularity; usually with a flagrant display of elitism. In lower Sixth Form those of us studying French Literature for A Level were invited to the University of Sussex at Brighton for a day of study along [...]

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It still doesn’t make sense…

Posted in Childhood, Memories, Reflection on Aug 9th, 2010

There are aspects of my childhood that I’ve been trying to understand for a long time but which still don’t quite make sense. Just after my eighth birthday I joined the church choir, a conventional enough development; expected and welcomed. I loved singing and being in the choir made church a lot less boring. Sunday [...]

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Some thoughts prompted by the last few posts…

Posted in Memories, Mental Archaeology, Reflecions on Aug 7th, 2010

As I said towards the end of my last post it’s not my intention to demonise my Dad. When I started this often painful excursion through my formative years I did so with the desire to give as honest a record as possible which necessitates recalling some pretty horrific moments. I loved Dad and I [...]

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The only reason I never got caned…

Posted in Discipline, Memories, Mental Archaeology, School on Jul 26th, 2010

The fact that I was never caned at Grammar School is a debt I owe to one man, Norman Lucas the Headmaster at Midhurst. By being my Headmaster that man saved me from setting some sort of record for beatings. “Luke” as he was affectionately, and I mean that sincerely, known was determined that corporal [...]

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Odd facts about Malcolm, number 15 on the list…

Posted in Detention, Memories, Mental Archaeology, School on Jul 25th, 2010

I doubt that anyone will be surprised to learn that I was generally considered the most argumentative child that most of my Masters could remember teaching. Just after I started Third Form, aged 13 I got into a stand-up row with the RE Master. I’d got on my high horse about something and he made [...]

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My first taste of freedom, sort of…

Posted in Cycling, Holidays, Memories, Mental Archaeology on Jul 24th, 2010

My thanks to Micky for his post on boys and bikes, it prompted a happy memory which I’d like to share. When I was 12 the mother of one of my school friends (yes I had one or two) and my Mum hatched the idea that a Youth Hostelling holiday on the Isle of Wight [...]

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Odd facts about Malcolm, number 12 on the list…

Posted in Bullying, Memories, Mental Archaeology, School on Jul 21st, 2010

There really isn’t much to say about number 11, it’s pretty self explanatory so I’ll move on to number 12. This is another story I told some time ago but it bears retelling, anyone that missed it first time round may find it amusing and a very good example of what happens when you push [...]

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