Crimes Of Freedom. Or, Sort Of Like A Virgin.

“And even if you found yourself in some prison, whose walls let in none of the world’s sounds – wouldn’t you still have your childhood, that jewel beyond all price, that treasure house of memories?” Rainer Maria Rilke I like the idea of freedom.  For everybody, of course, but especially when it comes to me….

A Ploggy Went A-Courting. Or, Ice Cold In Alex.

I first met Ploggy in Spiders.  He went with a gang of about ten or fifteen kids from the sixth form college he attended.  I was still going with my workmate Sarah at that point. I first started talking to that group of people after finding that one of them – Dave – danced as…