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The world according to Kirkey
A strange malaise came across me before the opening game of the UEFA Euro 2020 Championship (hosted in 2021 because of the global pandemic) had even kicked off. I wasn’t at all interested in the tournament and especially in England. The place of my birth. This is seismic for me since the love of football … Read more
The older I get the more I realise that my late dad was right in his assertion that your school days are the best days of your life. I vividly recall how, at the time, I considered how silly this was, since being a schoolkid was hardcore. I had to do homework, get up early, … Read more
I hadn’t seen Aunty Joyce for what seemed like an eternity. We had never been that close. I only ever saw her at the big-ticket family events – births, weddings, and funerals. I became aware that her health was failing when my mum updated me on a series of phone calls with Uncle Ronnie, informing … Read more
I wouldn’t say that I enjoyed the complete roller-coaster ride whilst bathed in glorious sunshine in Nottingham yesterday. I shouted, until I lost my voice, jumped up and down like a proverbial jack in the box and hid the tears under my shades at the end. Aged 58 I have abandoned any desire to be … Read more
Our thumbs are useful for gripping, allowing fingers to click and acknowledging when things are OK or not so good. I also remember it being used in an elegant metaphor for night shift town centre foot patrol when I was a copper in the then concrete jungle of Bracknell’s pedestrianised shopping centre in the early … Read more
I love where I live but I love to escape it too. I don’t know where my compulsion to flee originates from, but I can recall, aged four, when I lived in Stapleford, Nottinghamshire running to the very edge of the then known universe and touching the Hemlock Stone adjacent to the A6002 and running … Read more
What seems a lifetime ago, aged sixteen, I was at college trying to figure out life, the universe, and what lay ahead. Cocooned with my college chums, often in the refectory smoking Gauloises cigarettes supplied by the rich Persian students, I realised that most of us didn’t have a clue what we wanted to become, … Read more
Not a King’s ransom by any stretch of the imagination but freedom nonetheless! Today I bought my ticket for Kent Kings versus Leicester Lions at Central Park Stadium, Sittingbourne, Kent next Tuesday (18th May), the opening Championship fixture. After what seems like an eternity, my normality will be celebrated with the breeze in my eyebrows, … Read more
