Surviving the past one day at a time
Posted in Memories, Mental Archaeology, Reflection on Jun 6th, 2010
Right, enough of the nonsense of the last few days, whatever the problem is, getting depressed and angry about it isn’t helping. It’s time to take a much more pragmatic attitude to things and get on with life. I’m taking what I think is a balanced view with pain control and just using pain killers [...]
Posted in Memories, Mental Archaeology, Uncategorized on Jun 2nd, 2010
I’m a redhead and have the temper traditionally associated with that hair colour, you have been warned I’m an Aries and allegedly typical of the sign, whatever the hell that means My favourite music forms are Baroque and Prog’ Rock. Having studied music theory to A level and beyond I find no inconsistency there I’m [...]
Posted in Memories, Mental Archaeology, School, Sports on May 26th, 2010
Did I say Killer wouldn’t be a happy chap? He was worse than unhappy he was “disappointed” which was always a sure fire way for anybody to get me onto a massive guilt trip. Perhaps if my Headmaster had chosen to be “disappointed” with me 2 years later rather than getting angry things could have [...]
Posted in Memories, Mental Archaeology, Music, Sports on May 25th, 2010
There was one remaining ordeal from the rugby debacle which was Monday morning assembly. This was always the longest assembly of the week because the Head would read out all the scores from the preceding weekend’s sporting fixtures. Rugby results started with the all important 1st 15 and then went in descending order so, when [...]
Posted in Memories, Mental Archaeology, Sports on May 22nd, 2010
After showering I sought out my victim and apologised profusely for the brutality of my attack. He, at least, accepted that he’d made a stupid error of judgement and brought disaster on himself. He even managed to laugh about the incident so, under the watchful eye of the Games Master, we shook hands. The advantage [...]
Posted in Memories, Mental Archaeology, Sports on May 20th, 2010
It seemed that I was destined to become a brief lived legend in Fourth Form rugby. A few weeks into term the Games Master, for reasons that were completely beyond me, decided to move me from my accustomed place as hooker and try me in the full back position. Being the last, desperate hope for [...]
Posted in Memories, Mental Archaeology, Music on May 18th, 2010
I should have known that the euphoria of the Christmas concert announcement wouldn’t last long and harsh reality soon brought me firmly back to earth. The first games lesson brought the crushing realisation that I was now, visibly, the only boy in my whole year that hadn’t reached puberty. Having a shower after the first [...]
Posted in Memories, Mental Archaeology, Music on May 17th, 2010
Well, back to school it was, complete with brand new everything as a summer growth spurt had been just enough to render my uniform, games kit and just about every other item of clothing too small. Bradleys, the exclusive outfitters for our school uniform, gleefully relieved my parents of a considerable amount of money and [...]
Posted in Girlfriend?, Memories, Mental Archaeology, Romance? on May 15th, 2010
OK, I’ve calmed down after that rather unpleasant story the other day so let’s get back to lighter things. The next morning I decided that doing something normal for a 14 year old on holiday would make a nice change so I announced that I’d be spending a few hours on the beach. After presenting [...]
Posted in Abuse, Bullying, Memories, Mental Archaeology, Pain on May 13th, 2010
Sorry, but the misadventures of a confused 14 year old are going to have to go on hold for a day or so. There’s a story that needs to be told because the residual anger it’s causing is getting in the way of just about everything. This isn’t a memory that’s suddenly sprung up in [...]
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