Surviving the past one day at a time
Posted in School on Aug 16th, 2011
Not long ago a friend from Grammar school days made contact; the first time we’ve been in touch since the mid 70s. Conversation inevitably turned to our shared experience of those times when the Headmaster, in all seriousness, accused me of being “a corrupting influence on the entire sixth form”. The event that Chris remembers [...]
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.
Posted in Childhood, Cricket, Holidays, Summer on Nov 6th, 2010
Right, back to business. What else did 1961 hold in store for the little choirboy? The summer holiday was brilliant. Rich’s big brothers decided that it was time we were introduced to the mysteries of cricket. I fell in love with the game instantly and realised that, unlike football, this was a game I could [...]
Posted in Hospital, Knees, Memories, Mental Archaeology, Nudity on Jul 2nd, 2010
After what felt like miles of corridor the nurse stopped outside a door, pushed it open and ordered me inside with the instruction “There’s a gown in there, take everything off, put the gown on then go out the other door”. “What?” I squeaked “Everything?”. “Yes, everything now get a move on!” “But I’m only [...]
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, 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, School, Sports on Jun 7th, 2010
The biggest shock of the scrum disaster was when I got home and reported the injury, as instructed by the school nurse. All set for a long whining session to try and convince my parents that it was a real problem and not me being a sissy, I was completely dumbfounded when they immediately agreed [...]
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