Going Solo

Going Solo

Whoever it was that said that men couldn’t multi-task had obviously not known me in my youth.   At just the tender age of sixteen, I was taking my O’levels at school (who remembers those?). And working around twenty hours a week at my father’s 15 table, snooker...
A Star Is Born

A Star Is Born

The day was ordinarily dull and grey, but into the grim world there came a new shining light…   Yes it was my bald head. I was born at 2.36 in the morning on Tuesday the 11th of December 1962. When, kicking and screaming, I first appeared onto the world’s...

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