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20/2/2013

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Funny how we remember things.

My first recollection is from before I could walk.  I was in a walker (a four wheeled frame with fabric in the middle for the baby to stand/sit upright in.  Then they could move themselves around with their hanging feet).  

I was near the front door of my parents house watching my dad making a frame across the front of the driveway.  I didn't know what he was making but, now, looking back, I recognise it as a fence made from with raw wood planks around the edge with chicken wire in the middle.  Now I don't know if it was the same memory but I can recall moving around using that walker and then one of the wheels went into the flower bed.  I started to topple over towards a rose bush and...


That's all I can remember.


There are lots of other memories.  Some are obviously connected to some major event (one like getting my finger trapped in car door when I was about four - I needed stitches for that one!) but others I can't for any reason see why I should recall them!


I'm sure you have the same sort of memories.


I remember designing imaginary album covers for fictional bands!


I can recall the exams my parents put me through when I was about 11 for, I think, four different grammar schools.  One was so stressful it had me in tears (that was the one I ended up going to!).


 My teens.  I can remember how confused I was.  


I can recall drawing my first portrait (of myself using a mirror - I still have it!) and that started me drawing more portraits of photographs of women in various magazines.


My parents wanted me to go to a university.  When I had an unconditional offer  (I was in whatever my 'A' level results were) to go to York University that was the place I wanted to go to.

Because I had fond memories of York when my parents took me to visit there as a child. 

I also wanted to change my first name.  I did that on my first day at that university.  It was years before I had it made legally official.

But that's another story.

I was hard working during my first year.

I also had my first serious girlfriend.

From the second year I became famous apparently as the guy who went from being studious to being a bit of a ... rogue I suppose you'd call it.

Skiving out of lectures.  Playing pool at 3 in the morning.  Getting stoned... Photocopying other people's lecture notes... gatecrashing parties. 

My closest friend at that time was also a bit of a rogue.  He and I stole stupid things like benches.  Climbed on university walkways and the buildings' roofs. Stealing library books (got returned after the exams!).

That friend is now a senior accountant.

I also made a large painting (for the first time!) and it was from a photograph of an amazing guitarist called Daniel Ash (from Bauhaus).  I painted it on my work desk (well, I wasn't using it for work).

Amazing how life can change.  And it changed so much after I left that university.
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