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“I’m very sorry to tell you this, Matt, but your mother has died..."
On the morning, just after eleven o’clock, of Tuesday 22nd November 1988, I had driven an Iveco Minibus, a Service 4, slowly into Ryde ... Read Chapter
The night of the day Mum had died I had slept fitfully, unsurprisingly, and had dreamed of her. In one dream she had reassured me that Bu... Read Chapter
To my shame, I cannot remember the exact date (probably the first week of December 1988 – I will have to look it up somewhere) of Mumâ€... Read Chapter
Shortly after the funeral I had again tried to discuss with Leanne what we were going to have to do with the property I had inherited fro... Read Chapter
After Leanne had left me in what I felt, and many others too, was such a callous way, and was ‘surviving’ I had begun to believe that... Read Chapter
I cannot recall the exact details of how we got back together but it was at her parents’ house that Leanne had apologised and admitted ... Read Chapter
Once I had resumed my relationship with Leanne, though she didn’t move back in with me, I had felt kind of relieved because I didn’t ... Read Chapter
After I’d had to put Bertie to sleep there was another difficult and emotional problem to deal with: Mum’s dog, Dinah. You see, all t... Read Chapter
During the period of the ‘Phoney Peace’, early 1989, Leanne and myself put the maisonette up for sale and started attempting to sort ... Read Chapter
After Leanne caned me, our relationship was all downhill. It was the beginning of the end if truth be known, though it would stumble alon... Read Chapter
It was the beginning of summer, May, or early June, in 1990 that I first met Sharon (it would be a while before I knew her name); or rath... Read Chapter
The final nail in the coffin, I think, for my relationship with Leanne was when I shagged Chrissie on a hot Saturday evening in July 1990... Read Chapter
I had just washed up after cooking myself dinner. It had been a hot and busy day on the buses (the Sunday of the August Bank Holiday 1990... Read Chapter
I’ll be honest, the split from Leanne hit me hard, very hard. I couldn’t stop thinking about her. I missed her even though I knew she... Read Chapter
I’d been out boozing with Jeremy and others (it would have been either the last weekend of September 1990 or the first one of October 1... Read Chapter
A Little Light at the End of the Tunnel
A few days after my bungled suicide attempt, I was pleasantly surprised to have the lady who I had fantasised about during the summer boa... Read Chapter
I’d been on a night out with some work colleagues and ‘Deadwood Dick’ had brought along his wife’s cousin, ‘Ginger’ Jane. Unb... Read Chapter
Faint Heart Never Won Fair Lady
With regards to asking Sharon out, time was rapidly running out since I would soon be returning to the main rota which meant I wouldn’t... Read Chapter
Early evening on Sunday 21st April 1991 (I found the date in one of my old diaries) I had driven over in my old white Metro to Vectis Roa... Read Chapter
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