Glasgow

Attempt at Book

I have written 70,000 words about my experience as a kid in Scotland being brought up by a fairly wealthy professional musician. Both parents were alcoholics but I try to focus on the bullying at school I could not contend… Read More ›

Peace Through Heavy

Another Friday night, I walked into the pub, To meet my Dad who was cradling A pint of Heavy, And using his other hand To prop up the bar, With his eyes fixed on the Glasgow sawdust. His swaying difficult… Read More ›