Surviving the past one day at a time
Posted in Hospital, Memories, Mental Archaeology, Music on Jul 1st, 2010
There’s really nothing more to tell about the choral course. No further untoward incidents took place, the concert went very well and my parents seemed satisfied that the course fees hadn’t been wasted. All in all a success, I surmised. The rest of the Easter holiday just drifted by, beyond my music I had no [...]
Posted in Girlfriend?, Memories, Mental Archaeology on Jun 30th, 2010
I wasn’t too clear in my last post about the principal of parenthood. I’ve got no problem with the idea of being a parent I think I’d be a damn’ good Dad and indeed, I regard not having children as one of the things missing in my life. It’s something that nearly happened to me [...]
Posted in Girlfriend?, Memories, Mental Archaeology on Jun 29th, 2010
That I’d dodged a very nasty bullet the previous night never occurred to me. In the benighted days of the 60s we lived under some fairly frightening misapprehensions regarding sex and chief amongst those was that to get a girl pregnant you needed to have visibly started puberty. When I finally learned just how fallacious [...]
Posted in Girlfriend?, Memories, Mental Archaeology, Reluctant on Jun 28th, 2010
While we were enjoying our evening free time one evening the 2 boys I was sharing with tentatively asked if I’d be offended if they had girls in our room, after lights out. This was, of course, the ultimate offence and being found out would mean instant dismissal from the centre, a report to school [...]
Posted in Memories, Mental Archaeology, Music, Romance? on Jun 27th, 2010
Good Lord! I’ve just noticed that I’ve inflicted over 200 posts on you. Thanks for being so tolerant, here’s the continued tale. I won’t dwell on the non-event that was my 15th birthday, that’s part of a broader story. The next event of note was the choral course, another week at the sanctuary that was [...]
Posted in Memories, Mental Archaeology, Music, School, Sports on Jun 21st, 2010
This last week has been a bit of a nightmare but, thankfully, the worst is over now. All I’m left with is residual pain, although that’s quite severe enough, and being barred from drinking until next weekend because of a really nasty antibiotics that I’m taking. Anyway, I guess I should get back to the [...]
Posted in Memories, Mental Archaeology, Music, School on Jun 12th, 2010
While the whole experience of performing Messiah in such a prestigious venue has been a long cherished memory, there are certain moments that were extra special. The first is the organ pipe moment. Those familiar with Messiah will know that “And the glory of the lord” opens with a single loud note. It’s a bottom [...]
Posted in Memories, Mental Archaeology, Music, School on Jun 10th, 2010
Walking to school to meet the coach I made a brief stop at a newsagent, to stock up on essentials such as crisps, chocolate and my all time favourite soft drink. Not many people reading this will remember or even know about Tizer but it was the soft drink of my childhood and I loved [...]
Posted in Memories, Mental Archaeology, Music, School on Jun 9th, 2010
Rehearsals for the upcoming performance of Messiah were more than enough to take my mind off injury woes but, in keeping with the oddity that was me, nature had a little prank to play. Still showing no signs of imminent puberty my voice changed but not in the conventional way. None of my upper register [...]
Posted in Memories, Mental Archaeology, School, Sports on Jun 8th, 2010
The end of the month arrived and we went back to the doctor to be given the news that I could try playing rugby again but, that word again, any problems and I’d be off until the orthopaedic people could see me and make a decision as to what the problem was. The doctor gave [...]
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