Tag 1990s

Eviction

In early 1997, I was living in a council bungalow in Trimley with my dad. Life wasn’t ideal, but it was ticking along. That all changed one Saturday in October. That evening, I’d been asked to run a music quiz…

My Sporting Life

I wasn’t born to be an athlete. Short, fat, blind as a bat—three things that don’t exactly scream “sporting prowess.” And yet, I’ve had my moments. Some tragic, some triumphant (ish), all of them very, very real. From football humiliation…