Category Archives: boys without fathers

A Random Act of Kindness

A long time ago, I was eight years old. I was an only child. I lived with my mother and grandmother in a small town in the south Midlands. We had little money. Mum worked in a large grocery shop … Continue reading

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Albatross – or Here we go again!

So here we go again. Light a fire-cracker! We’re into another New Year. Though why we insist on calling this period the start of a year I’m not sure. After all, nothing’s really ‘started’, has it? One day follows the next … Continue reading

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The importance of fathers

I never knew my father. I have the vaguest recollection when I was perhaps three years old of a dark-coloured waistcoat on a level with my face and that, as far as I can find out as I dig about … Continue reading

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