His smile is slight, betraying a determination not to show his teeth.
STEVE LEFT LILY for Elsie when the truth emerged about his Sunday visits. Unfortunately, he came back.
If you got through enough fags to trigger emphysema you could acquire a bedside lamp with the coupons.
She laid down few rules but we knew what was expected of us: to be polite and courteous and to help those less fortunate than ourselves.
I can still remember her tender words of comfort: ‘You fucking little idiot, why don’t you learn to ride that fucking bike?’
She wept for the wasted years,
It had a metal clasp and a string aerial that led me into the Promised Land of Radio Luxembourg,
He was once seen hitting a boy over the head with a rolled-up newspaper yelling: ‘Christ is love, you little bastard!’
For a start, he wanted to be a tough street kid. It was becoming fashionable to be working class.
She did what any girl in her right mind would do and turned down the drummer.
he was someone who knew a great deal but carried his wisdom lightly;
we had our moments, and we had so much fun failing that it didn’t matter.