Art Sex MusicFaber & Faber, 4. apr. 2017 - 384 síður A SUNDAY TIMES, TELEGRAPH, ROUGH TRADE, PITCHFORK AND UNCUT MUSIC BOOK OF THE YEAR |
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... knew at that moment what form my book would take. If I was going to enter the lion's den of my past, it would be by using my diaries as my primary source. They offered an unblinkered view into my mindset of that time, and I could avoid ...
... most. A girl at my infant school died of cancer. She was called Elizabeth and played Mary in the nativity play one Christmas, then never came back to school. We all knew she was dying – we were told in assembly – and we'd walk past.
... knew who had cancer was a smoker. People knew smoking was bad for you. Cigarettes were called 'coffin nails', and when referring to smokers' cough people would often light- heartedly say,
... know Margaret, who was my age, and I'd call for her on the way to school. I was always invited into their kitchen. The floor was bare concrete – no rug, nothing. I'd never been in a house that was so spartan. I knew about being poor and ...
... knew who might report what I'd got up to to Dad. One library was at the edge of our estate and the other on the neighbouring Longhill Estate. It was there that I discovered books on Greek myths, which opened a whole new world of ...