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			<title>trouble again</title>
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			<pubDate>Tue, 05 Aug 2008 09:29:15 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>As an apprentice I was given the job of creosoting the lengths of timber  
I did this for about 3 days but it was getting to me, lads pointing at me...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote class="blogcontent restore">As an apprentice I was given the job of creosoting the lengths of timber <br />
I did this for about 3 days but it was getting to me, lads pointing at me and whispering.<br />
So I decided to get my own back I wasn’t having 2 good a time at home again so I decided to kill 2 birds with 1 stone<br />
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I waited till mum n dad had gone to work 1 day and got the hammer out of dads tool shed and knocked the door off hits hinges there in the corner was my bike…no keys tho<br />
Dad had made a safe, put a huge padlock on it and of course no key 4 me lol. Anyway I smashed it to bits to get the keys 4 my bike <br />
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Packed a few clothes into a bag took the few quid I found in the safe and off I went .posted the house keys through the letterbox<br />
Went to petrol station and filled up then went riding round favorite haunts waiting for nighttime to come<br />
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Once darkness came I went to my employers and wearing my crash helmet put my head through the glass windows and climbed into the offices were I located the petty cash box and stole around 250 quid<br />
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Booked myself into a little bed and breakfast for the night and had some supper and went to sleep.<br />
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After washing and changing next morning I went down for breakfast and paid for the room 9 quid it was.<br />
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Left there, belly full and climbing onto my bike felt good and headed for town.<br />
I know I had my bike but sooner or later I would be stopped pops would’ve reported it stolen by me .so I hadn’t got long ,went to Wallace Arnolds and got a single ticket to Victoria station ,parked the bike up in a side street locked it ,posted the keys back to pops<br />
I thought that was funny ,didntsay were the bike was either.<br />
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Just a matter of waiting 4 the coach now and id be off back to the bright lights of London</blockquote>


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			<title>home</title>
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			<pubDate>Mon, 28 Jul 2008 09:56:54 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>But that was good for me meant I wouldn’t have to face dad and get a hiding  
Nana was disappointed in me, granddad wasn’t on this planet he was in...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote class="blogcontent restore">But that was good for me meant I wouldn’t have to face dad and get a hiding <br />
Nana was disappointed in me, granddad wasn’t on this planet he was in that much pain and drugged up he couldn’t even feed himself.<br />
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I was put into a children’s home other side of Leeds. , mixed, girls and boys around 12 boys and 12 girls…had 40 fags with me but they were took off me and I was told that smokers were allowed 5 a day<br />
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The only contact we could have with parents were with telephones and hourly visits on a weekend<br />
Mum never even tried to come see me and when pops came all he wanted to know was why I had done it in the first place….run away he meant<br />
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Well I tried to tell him and he just couldn’t see what he’d done wrong ok I might not have been 100% yes sir no sir , but how tight must you be not to let you hang around with your m8s ,play football, play rugby<br />
ECT ECT…cos thinking about it that’s y I ran away from home I wasn’t allowed to be a kid<br />
The 6 weeks passed and I was  returned to court were I was given 2 years probation and mam and dad were asked if they wanted me home…they did<br />
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Don’t think anybody was pleased to see me lol id been away 9 months so theyd not had to put up with me and there was resentment from my brothers and sisters ,everytime mum n dad was out they would try ganging up on me by asking questions ,telling me to fook off back to were id been as I didn’t want to be with them. Stuff like that , the more they said the more I swore the 1st  chance I got id be off again<br />
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By now it was bonfire night and the topic of wot do I want for my 16th birthday came up <br />
Seeing as I had only been home a few weeks I tried it on <br />
I asked for a motorbike<br />
Was sat round the bonfire dad said come here so I went over to were he was stood ,he looked at me and punched me in the face , who do u think u are asking for a motorbike he said. Mum jumped between us as I was ready to hit him back I wasn’t gonna put up with it anymore.<br />
Mum got  me a motorbike for my 16th birthday not the 1 I wanted the 1 pops wanted <br />
He said it was a better bike,#<br />
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And I was biding my time wasn’t I no1 wanted me there I got myself a job. Apprentice carpenter and was riding to work on my motorbike ,thinking I was cool and being cocky with every1 .cockyness was soon knocked out of me 1 day ,when I went for my bike . all the lights were broken ,tank was dented and no 1 new who had done it<br />
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I was fuming so , I didn’t go home from work dad was gonna do his nut wasn’t he<br />
He did he came looking for me and found me , kicked me all the way home ,not cos  of the state ov the bike ,that was bad enuff ,but cos id left work without telling any1 and theyd rung him at home asking if I was ok<br />
The bike was locked in the coal shed and I was told id have to pay for it myself now <br />
I couldn’t be trusted ect ect and was left overnight<br />
Had to walk to work now lololol then do 8 hours graft ,and the lads at work were all sniggering at me and taking the piss , I d get them back lol you see if I didn’t</blockquote>

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			<title>the return</title>
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			<pubDate>Mon, 21 Jul 2008 11:28:32 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>Well locked up in that cell with 2 other guys I didn’t know was daunting .went to sleep fully dressed that 1st night ,as I had heard stories about...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote class="blogcontent restore">Well locked up in that cell with 2 other guys I didn’t know was daunting .went to sleep fully dressed that 1st night ,as I had heard stories about what happened to young boys in jail;<br />
Was a case of stand up to the bullies or you would become week and they would prey on you, you all seen the movies, it really is like that in some prisons.<br />
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The authorities were asking me loads of questions, where I was from, which schools I attended, as I was in prison under an alias I dint have any answers so I made them up .thought I was doing a good job too, then when I was summoned to the governors office and told there was no record of any person ever being born, or schooled in my name I knew that before long they would find out I was a 15 year old runaway.<br />
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Days passed into weeks, locked up 23 hours a day, 1 hour 4 exercise rest ova the time banged up with just your thoughts to keep you busy or your cellmates to talk to.3 of you sharing 1 rollup, splitting matches in half with razor blades, you couldn’t lay on your bed during the day,, sitting on wooden seats for hours on end was exciting as the day got,<br />
Meal times was interesting the lads serving it to you ,if they didn’t like the look of you you got a smaller portion than the bloke next to you in the queue , <br />
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After 9 months running away from things I was eventually found out .threw fingerprints <br />
Photos and again I was brought up in front ova the governor and told as I wasn’t an adult I would have to go back to Leeds and face the consequences and my parents and the trouble I had caused the  stealing ova the cars would be dealt with once I was back in Leeds   <br />
I was escorted back to my cell to  await 2 coppers from Leeds who were driving down to Kent to transport me back to Leeds….this was called a gate arrest as I learned from the convicts I was sharing  a cell with.<br />
 A few days passed then I was in handcuffs waiting for the cops from Leeds to show up.<br />
Once in there car I was allowed them of and our journey began back to Leeds<br />
Every time the car stopped for petrol or a toilet break/food break I was cuffed, they didn’t want me doing a runner.<br />
We got back to Leeds around 4pm, into holdback police station were I was booked in and escorted to a cell, the cops were going to ring mum and dad and get some tea<br />
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Around 6 pm they brought me a meal with a cup of lukewarm tea. No sugar.<br />
Eight pm I was put into a cell and told to wait, 10 mins later in walked a cop with dad behind him,, haha I thought at least u cant hit me in front of the cops, but I knew by the way he was looking at me the contempt and hate he had for me that I would get a beating somewhere down the line<br />
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Question after question was asked everything I said put onto paper, dad, cops wanted to know every detail of what I had done since I left Leeds, I told them, but only bits and bobs, not everything.<br />
And then I was charged with theft (mums rent money. and child benefit book, those who are following shod remember) and appeared in Leeds magistrates the following morning I was pleaded guilty thought it would get it over and done with, but no judge wanted social reports and so put me into the custody of the local authorities wouldn’t be going home for another 6 weeks.</blockquote>

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			<title>banged up</title>
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			<pubDate>Mon, 14 Jul 2008 10:35:21 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>That weekend in brighton wasn’t what we had expected .got kicked out of the police cells Monday morning ,with nothing but the clothes on our backs...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote class="blogcontent restore">That weekend in brighton wasn’t what we had expected .got kicked out of the police cells Monday morning ,with nothing but the clothes on our backs ,headed for the  motorways and the bright lights of London again<br />
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Night time when we got there ended up being dropped off in fleet street.<br />
Newspaper buildings all over the joint, we were tired wet hungry . we were walking along fleet street and next thing I new a car was coming towards me .door flung open .come on get in shouted the driver, I was in and we was weaving in and out of fleet street traffic…….bang  crashed the car 100 yards up the rd  ,chaos it was no one injured but people came from everywere and couldn’t get away .police arrived and we were arrested .<br />
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Least we were out of the cold and wet and would get something to eat <br />
We was charged with stealing the car and took to court next day were we pleaded guilty to theft ,but was remanded into custody for reports.<br />
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Ended up in ashford remand centre .now I was a bit scared , I tell you and that first night I didn’t know what to expect<br />
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Travelled in a van with other prisoners ,trying to put a brave face on  smoking fags .telling jokes , once there everything changed .<br />
Into the building we went <br />
Into a cell with benches either side ,told to sit down be quiet….and 1 by 1 our names were called out. <br />
Empty your pockets lad, got any valuables lad, don’t lean on the desk  lad, stay behind the white line lad , d.o.b lad were do u live lad ,sign this lad ,everything had to be accounted for .<br />
Right through there lad get a shower ,change ur clothes ,get some tea,,hurry lad<br />
The showers wee cold ,no soap, and 1 towel that couldn’t dry a baby ,white as well<br />
Into the laundry room were I was issued with ,underpants,jeans,t shirt,blue stripped shirt.<br />
2 pairs of socks ,a pair of  black shoes and a brown coat. 2 towels a pillowcase 2 sheets .a comb ,toothbrush .soap .. plastic knife ,fork ,spoon. Mug .and a  cammode with a lid on<br />
ohh and a pen ,paper and envelope.<br />
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getting dressed in front  of  others when you stark naked isn’t something u hang about doing and I was dressed and into the que waiting for food <br />
along it came in casks .prisoners serving you .picking up a metal tray .i stuck it out for some food and got a spoonful of potato , moved along ,spoonful of  veg, moved along piece of meat, moved along somethingb that resembled gravy,moved along  to the end were there was a tray of bread and butter were you helped yourself to as much bread as u weanted ,but only a nob of butter ,and a mug of tea.<br />
It was like feeding time at the zoo ,everybody rushing to get a seat to eat wot was on there tray ,drink there tea…no sugar.<br />
All in all that took around 4 hours and was allocated a cell .marched up the stairs and banged up for the 1st time in a real prison.</blockquote>

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			<title>bad</title>
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			<pubDate>Sun, 06 Jul 2008 09:55:08 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>The job didn’t last long 2 reasons  for that  
1 was when they wanted refrences I couldn’t supply them could i. 
2 it was so  easy  to make money...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote class="blogcontent restore">The job didn’t last long 2 reasons  for that <br />
1 was when they wanted refrences I couldn’t supply them could i.<br />
2 it was so  easy  to make money there  , drivers were always wanting to buy this or that <br />
was easy to sell things , everything came in boxes, soon selling away ,but cos I dint have no refs I was told I could work the week out. <br />
Rest of the week I sold more stuff to drivers, anybody I could persuade <br />
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So no job , had a week to find a  job or id  have to give my bed up<br />
Well it was London wasn’t it temptation everywere,…was out in the west end every day wondering the streets not looking for work girls walking up to me asking me if I wanted a good time.. I was embarrassed at first but after a few days it was normal  behavior . but it wasn’t getti ng me any work , back at the hostel I had been speaking to a guy who was going to show me how  easy it was to get money <br />
I was stupid enough to follow him and do as he wanted…..he never worked ,always dressed well and always had loads of money….<br />
One night we went out at around 1 am only a few streets away from the hostel..<br />
And stopped out side this shop. <br />
We put the window through and crawled into the shop , were we ransacked the shelves , ciggys, sweets, chocolates, we couldn’t get the till open so launched it through the window , each walked out the shop with a bag full of goodies , dragging the safe into a dark corner were we could return for it later that night<br />
We got back to the hostel tipped out ill gotten gains onto the bed ,locked the door and went back for the till.<br />
Going past the shop we were asked by the police were we were going and if we new anything about this. No we didn’t we said n they  told us to be on our way<br />
We didn’t get the till ,but went back 5 nights running and did the same each night.<br />
Mostly chocolates now though as we had found we could easily sell them .<br />
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Ever go into a café sit yourself down hang your coat on the back of your chair and order your breakfast… eat your breakfast as if you haven’t a care in the world…push your plate away and compliment the chef that it was a grand meal….then pull the wrong coat off the chair and bolt from the café . having been fed and getting yourself a new coat as well.<br />
Sometimes we were lucky ,there would be a wallet and cash in, other times just change <br />
But we would do this in different parts of the west end each week .<br />
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Again getting money in those days was easy , only took you a day ,2 days to get 2 weeks money from the social security, would sign on in soho on Wednesdays and get a giro ,then on Thursdays would go to whitechapple and do the same ,so easy once you knew how to work the system. But the old saying ,the more you got the more you want comes back to haunt me.<br />
 We got greedy we hatched a plan to go round the  south coast signing on in each seaside town ,but it was harder than we thought we didn’t plan it very well and our first stop was our last as we started off in brighton with nowt in our pockets and had to look for a quick way to make a buck, think every1 in brighton new what we was upto .ended up with nothing and in the police cells.</blockquote>

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			<title>on the road again</title>
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			<pubDate>Sat, 28 Jun 2008 09:19:25 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>Was a really bad winter everywere  was snowed in and I know its kids stuff but we would go out and shovel snow off peoples paths ,well it would get...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote class="blogcontent restore">Was a really bad winter everywere  was snowed in and I know its kids stuff but we would go out and shovel snow off peoples paths ,well it would get us ciggys and cider wouldn’t it. <br />
Round about valentines day  there was a fun fair on Clifton downs ,it was to be there all week .picking our giros up that week we decided to go to the fair and instead of putting away the board n lodging money I blew the lot on rides ,cigs, food  , just  remember having a great time , didn’t go back to the b&amp;b that night .had spent the rent money, remember walking round  to st pauls , I knew ov a squatt were I could sleep without  any questions being asked.sneaked back to mrs frooms the next day to get the few clothes I had  only had a few pence left in my pocket ,thought it was time to move on.a few days later still squatting  in st pauls  I got caught up in the  Bristol riots for those of you who can remember. I didn’t do much threw a few stones at the police and ran away like silly schoolgirls.<br />
Not before I saw the carnage though , running battles,  with  police and authoritys good job I was with people who could vouch for me as a white man (boy) in my case in st pauls at that time  could’ve been lynched. Got outta there just in time and with the clothes on my back and my thumb in the air I  decided to head for the big city of London.<br />
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How I got there I don’t now but I did , headed for the bright lights of soho and the west end.<br />
What a difference this was, people all over the place . didn’t think it was going to be easy as it was in Bristol ,but I was determined to give it a go and explore the lights<br />
Thought id get a job get a flat . the usual dreams I suppose…work was easy to get<br />
All I did was go round the big shops on the strand …..yes the strand lol you know the street on monopoly board<br />
<br />
Easy to get ajob…got 1 in no time working in a department store unloading furniture and everything else.<br />
25 quid a week I was to get…..<br />
the lads played cards on a dinnertime . me not knowing  how to play thought id be the big man and win loads of money………wrong didn’t know how to play the game pretended I did and lost all my wages…..hard way to start work lol… <br />
I had found a doss house and for 9 quid a week you got a bed , clean sheets and a cleanish blanket…..food u got breakfast ….cereal. a boiled egg and toast .eveng meal was bought at night .<br />
A place called st mungos ,shelter for the homeless it was called.just round the corner from work too lol<br />
But the place stank  shit/piss/sick /booze/sweat /smoke . if you can think it this place had it .</blockquote>

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			<title>clifton</title>
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			<pubDate>Sat, 21 Jun 2008 11:07:11 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>Well I finally got to Bristol  . wondered the streets looking for the harbour, when I found it  there was nothing there , no merchant ships that I...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote class="blogcontent restore">Well I finally got to Bristol  . wondered the streets looking for the harbour, when I found it  there was nothing there , no merchant ships that I could see just a massive  ship, SS great Britain  I think its called.<br />
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I didn’t know  what I was going to do ,  it was night time nowhere open.<br />
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I was walking the streets, dodging the police. squatting in shop entrances  out of the rain , anywere were there was a dark place I couldn’t be seen.<br />
<br />
Tramps coming up to me asking for cigarettes , change for a coffee , I soon cottoned on to what  to do so I started doing the same as they did . hanging round were people were an empty carton in front of me ,and when some 1 asked I told them I was homeless.<br />
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Some times id get a boot in the head , sometimes a few coins would be dropped into the cup , depending on the sort of person I asked .women were generous blokes not so.<br />
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I got talking to some one  they  showed me the ropes how to survive .took me to places like soup kitchens , hundreds of people on the streets no homes , no food, no shelter.<br />
I changed my name. I went to places like doss houses ….places full of old  men <br />
..id  go to these places when I didn’t have money , they were run by the salvation army , homeless associations  , people who donated food ,clothes ect for the home less…and I took full use of these places , especially the doss houses as you could get a shower  free clothes  a hot meal….usually soup and bread  and a smelly bunk bed for the night.<br />
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You had to get showered and de loused 1st before you could eat , and if  you were 1 of the lucky 1s it would be a proper meal. Not soup. 1st in line  got the decent scran  lol. It was at 1 of these places I met  kim a 19 year old man who had done the same as me ran away from home , he showed me all there was to do to survive being on the run…. <br />
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He took me under his wing if you like ,took me to a boarding house. Introduced me to a couple that owned  it , a mrs  froom  and she didn’t ask no questions just gave me some clean sheets and showed me to what was to b my room, I would have to share with another  bloke , but he was out that night .so I had a roof over my head and a nice warm bed, not 2 bad I thought as I was on the run wasn’t i?<br />
<br />
Next morning I met  the rest of the guests , women ..men …kids  at breakfast , <br />
It was all the same for every1 ….cereal and toast, during the week   tea, coffee at the weekends.<br />
<br />
It was a bed and breakfast place and most of the guests were on social security.<br />
Well being 14 I didn’t know what this was did i.<br />
I was given a letter by mrs froom and shown how to go about getting money from the social.<br />
Was so easy didn’t need no  identification  just walked into job centre , told them my name (the made up 1) gave them the letter say I was stopping at mrs frooms . filled out loads of papers and told  to take a ticket and wait for my turn, <br />
<br />
Took all day but got a giro for so much money and advised to go back to  mrs  frooms and <br />
Pay for a nights board and return the next day were I would get 2 weeks money<br />
<br />
I  returned the next day and was given a giro  for 2 weeks money. Never in my life had I had so much money , so to the post office I went<br />
Cashed the giro , and back to the b&amp; b I went.<br />
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This took less than 2 days  to sort out , 3 rd night  the roof  blew off and  rain water was coming into my room, storms  lol so I was asked if I minded shareing with others on a different floor, being the new kid I dint say no  as I was just getting to know every1<br />
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So off I trotted up the stairs and into a room with 4 single beds<br />
I was introduced to a gilrl called sandy and a girl called Margaret and kim was there as well<br />
<br />
 We all got on really well all laughing and joking  cos of  the wind and rain and the storms the girls pretending to be scared <br />
 We was drinking and getting drunk and  1 thing led to another and I lost my virginity in that room that night …<br />
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When we  ran out of ciggys  old mrs froom used to let us do errands for her  wouldn’t pay much but it  gave us something to do , would be enuff for a pkt of fags or a bottle of cider<br />
 So I was in Bristol  , a place called Clifton , and from the  bedrooms you could see the Clifton suspension  bridge …..</blockquote>

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			<title>14teen</title>
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			<pubDate>Sat, 14 Jun 2008 10:27:48 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>I had money in my pocket ,no were to go so I hung around  anywere I thought I would be safe. Iwas 14 but looked  20 and was 6ft 2. 
Safe , I was 14...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote class="blogcontent restore">I had money in my pocket ,no were to go so I hung around  anywere I thought I would be safe. Iwas 14 but looked  20 and was 6ft 2.<br />
Safe , I was 14 ,what was I doing, I wanted the good times  like all my mates seemed to be having.i wanted to come and go as I pleased .say to mum and dad im going out ,not being told I cant go out the embarrassment and shame when a friend calls for you and your dad answers the door and says your not allowed out because you didn’t eat all your tea.or you hadn’t got a question right in the maths he had set for your homework.<br />
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Pictures ,youth clubs ,bowling alleys ,anywere I thought dad wouldn’t find me<br />
.when these places shut I would go to all night cafes and there were a few of them about in the 70’s and 80’s <br />
I would sit there with  coffee and ciggys and see the different sort ov people that came into theses places, <br />
Most would be old men .truckers, and in them days it was punk. Would end up falling asleep at the table ,only to be awoke by the owner or the police nudging me awake telling me to get myself home.<br />
Would  go to  the next 1 then and sit with coffee thinking I was ok<br />
During he day I would creep into school use the toilets get a wash ,or go to nanas if granddad wasn’t about , even grandmas but wouldn’t go home. <br />
Played cat and mouse with mum n dad and the police for 6 weeks up here in leeds back then , I was cashing mums child benefit ,doing odd jobs in leeds market , found a squat were some punks would let me sleep in a room with a sleeping bag,but it was noisey and damp but it was free , got away with murder them 6 weeks , but it all came to an end when my picture was splashed across the Sunday papers .MISSING BOY SOUGHT <br />
Or words something like that ,1 of the punks I knew came back with the sunday papers and showed me , told me it was time to move on or I would get them all into trouble.<br />
I stayed till the Tuesday cashed mums child benefit money and packed my clothes into a rucksack and headed for the m1.<br />
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I had the crazy idea of going to sea  going to Bristol stow away on a boat  then when out at sea present myself to the captain and take my chances<br />
So I was heading to Bristol  was picked up by a vicar and his wife they were going to heathrow airort and could drop me on the right road to Bristol, <br />
 The only thing bad about that was that they were spouting about god . fell asleep eventually but did get to heathrow .<br />
Was asked to pray before I was let out the car . 1st and only time ive ever [prayed in a backseat ov a car lol.but at last I was on the road to bristol</blockquote>

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			<title>high school</title>
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			<pubDate>Sat, 07 Jun 2008 10:54:41 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>Nana was still alive and said I was a bad un . said I only had myself tp blame for all the hidings id get off  me dad. Mum was too soft , she would...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote class="blogcontent restore">Nana was still alive and said I was a bad un . said I only had myself tp blame for all the hidings id get off  me dad. Mum was too soft , she would clout us with her hand , and all we did was laugh at her , say is that all u got .really wound mum up that did lol.<br />
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Started high school , now our kid was already at high school so dad told me to respect him,as he was oldest ,and to do as he said.<br />
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Don’t think so do you.<br />
1st day at high school he was trying to be the big brother and I wasn’t having any of it<br />
I was 13 going on 14 I was big enuff and old enuff to take care of myself……wasn’t i.<br />
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Class was about 30 kids sat in rows upon rows 5 to a row they were . teachers eraser only just managed to reach the back ov the classroom from the front so I would sit at the back .<br />
Out of sight or so I thought<br />
Old wooden lift up desks with inkwells any of you remember them? Bet you do<br />
Plus you had to sit boy girl,boy,girl so u couldn’t sit with ur m8s so hoped you got sat next to a looker and no minger.<br />
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Then there was registration and assembly………..u could be late for assembly but  not for registration…idea being if u was in school why did it take u so long to walk to class?<br />
Simple  really wasn’t it………you was in the loo smoking a fag or in my case ,later on in school years we would walk the school corridors smoking our heads off , see by then I didn’t give a monkeys about school. I did what I wanted period <br />
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Back to the 1st year of high school. We still saw nana near school as she had loads of m8 in the area , could always pinch a fag off her  lol<br />
Anyway I was a cocky little sod with a chip on my shoulders who because I had a older brother at the same school thought id be able to get away with murder but I didn’t…and got a few beatings for thinking so<br />
<br />
As for school work I didn’t do any I was  bored , got distracted too easy .and so never got anything done. Wasn’t  and im not a dummy but school was getting boring I wanted to do my own thing and did<br />
Was constantly getting brought in front of the form head for clowning about in class <br />
Or back chatting a teacher . <br />
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2nd year into high school I really went off the rails.<br />
Granddad got cancer , so both he and nana moved to the country ,on doctors orders.<br />
Well r kid ran away to nans didn’t he ,so mum anddad was back and forth with the police but he wouldn’t  come home ,shoved ma’s hand through the window , needed 9 stitches<br />
But wasn’t sorry for doing it.<br />
R kid stayed with nana so we lost a brother , and we were told not to talk about it to any1<br />
Wasn’t going to let it rest was I lol<br />
Back to school. 1st sighting of r kid and I jumped down his throat  braid the hell outta him for putting mums hand through the window , teachers and  kids trying topull me off him I was possessed lol<br />
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Got suspended from school 4 that ,along with a trip to the police station to see the bobbys lol.<br />
Yes I got the usual hiding , but I was used to that wasn’t i.there would be a day when he wouldn’t dare lift a fist to me again .<br />
Mum had 5 kids now and Tuesdays was when 1 of the elder kids had to go post office for her child benefit…….back in them days lol 28 quid for 5 kids .<br />
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We took it in turn if I rem right . ,but 1 week mum gave me her family allowance book ,and the rent money and told me to pay the rent after school… well I didn’t pay the rent , cashed her family allowance and didn’t go home. <br />
I was 14</blockquote>

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			<title>smoking ....continued</title>
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			<pubDate>Sun, 01 Jun 2008 10:22:36 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>But of course I wanted more. I wanted to take  ciggys to take to school .i wanted to be in with the crowd ….you know what I mean you oldies 
So on...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote class="blogcontent restore">But of course I wanted more. I wanted to take  ciggys to take to school .i wanted to be in with the crowd ….you know what I mean you oldies<br />
So on Fridays I started pinching from the newspaper man so I could have money for cigs, sweets  ect  the whole week<br />
<br />
I soon got caught out, nothing lasts forever does it .<br />
The news paper man had been round to each house and asked them to telephone him if  they paid me the weekly bill<br />
 Not knowing this I went back ,saying that I had only collected so much and that others would pay next week<br />
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Knock on the door later and it was the newspaper man with the police ,accusing me of pinching his money.<br />
Mum and dad in the room disgusted with me , saying I was in for it when the police had gone if I had stolen anything<br />
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Police searched the bedroom  ,thought I would be stupid enough to hide it there <br />
I was , but they didn’t find it<br />
Boy oh boy did I think I had got away with it and cos there was no proof I didn’t get a hiding  I was smug with my little self wasn’t i<br />
Until mum found it a few days later whilst cleaning .<br />
Got the biggest hiding of my life that night when  dad got home .<br />
After that hiding I didn’t give a fcuk he had hurt me but I was still alive <br />
Haha <br />
That’s when I really started going off the rails</blockquote>

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			<title>smoking</title>
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			<pubDate>Sun, 01 Jun 2008 10:21:35 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>In the 70’s I remember things were hard .for us…we didn’t get choices  like our kids do today did we 
Monday to Sunday mum or dad would cook tea,same...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote class="blogcontent restore">In the 70’s I remember things were hard .for us…we didn’t get choices  like our kids do today did we<br />
Monday to Sunday mum or dad would cook tea,same  thing for each day ,you didn’t need a watch or a  calendar you knew what day of the week it was by what you was having for tea,<br />
Sundays would be Sunday dinner, guess who had to wash the pots and pans ,yep me lol,<br />
Was 7of us  now remember just wasn’t funny stood at the sink washing all those pots. Was it<br />
And woe be tide us if they found any dirty ones, would come and check them ,if they were not up to scratch all the lot would go back in the sink , would get a crack and told to wash them properly<br />
Mondays was usually leftovers.Tuesdays , was burger and chips.peas.Wednesday would be a midweek roast , Thursday was fish shop day mum n dad would gorge themselves on fish , we got a scabby fishcake, bloody hated them things lol but we weren’t allowed to choose our own food in them days, <br />
Friday was shopping day so all we got was bananna sandwiches, <br />
Saturdays was salad. Now all kids hate salads don’t we.<br />
Not mum n dad tho they would sit down to steak n chips ,mushrooms onions . lol.<br />
I know its funny now but wasn’t in them days,couldn’t grasp that they were having best steak ,whilst we had spam  lolol<br />
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Them were our set meals week in week out for years I kid you not<br />
<br />
I was 11 now …………….wow<br />
I was going to school on my own……with my brother n sister lol<br />
i could see the other kids coming to school in new gear , new shoes , always had money in there pockets for sweets always going on school trips<br />
when ever I  asked for anything ,mum would say yes if  it was ok with your dad<br />
but dads favorite words were NO . most annoying and I hated dad 4 not buying us anything<br />
he would say if I wanted anything go get a job that’s how he did it<br />
bloody hell I was 11 <br />
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<br />
so I went out and got myself a job<br />
it was  a paper round after school .not great wages but it was a start.<br />
And that’s were I started getting into trouble<br />
Would deliver all my  papers but when it came to the high rise flats I would chuck them up on the steps and  run like hell<br />
Soon  I was getting told off by the newspaper man , deliver them properly or no job<br />
Stuck to it as well until he gave  me the  task of  collecting the paper money on a Fridays<br />
Extra pay for me wasn’t it………but took me longer to do my papers<br />
Would always deliver my last paper to grandma…..would get a ciggy and a drink of pop of her</blockquote>

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			<title>more</title>
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			<pubDate>Sun, 25 May 2008 08:31:24 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>Mum had 5 kids all told 3 boys 2 girls. So I have 2 brothers 2 sisters. 
Getting older brought more responsabilitys didn’t it , mum got her self a...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote class="blogcontent restore">Mum had 5 kids all told 3 boys 2 girls. So I have 2 brothers 2 sisters.<br />
Getting older brought more responsabilitys didn’t it , mum got her self a job, dad was always working , so it was left to the elder kids to look after he young ones.<br />
We did the best we could , used to dress the kids for school in some right get ups .<br />
Socks that didn’t match. Sometimes sending them to school in slippers. <br />
Had to pass nanas on the way to school so she would be there  looking out the window at 8.30 waiting for us to pass , checking us out seeing if we were presentable for school , 9 outa 10 we neva was n nan would have to wave us in to redress the young ones<br />
Nan stood looking out the window grey hair in big curlers , covered in a hair net , <br />
Granddad sat in his chair smoking his woodbines<br />
Or capstans<br />
 It was granddad that  started me smoking.<br />
when they were short……skint lol . granddad smoked old hoburn tobacco ,<br />
he had a  long standing ashtray ,you pressed the top and the ciggy would disappear .he  would roll a ciggy in his tin , then smoke half ov it <br />
then put it the ashtray  <br />
when his baccy had gone he would sit with a newspaper on his lap and empty the ashtray onto it and split the ciggys for the baccy put in his tin and start again.<br />
Well I would watch him do this , <br />
One day I pinched some out of the ashtray ,along with a few matches, sat in the  shed <br />
And was puffing away on these tabs ………..thats wot nan  n granddad used to call them,when they poked there heads round the door and cought me red handed .<br />
Granddad sat me in the kitchen and made me smoke his capstans , I was coughing ,choking and spluttering lol ,but wouldn’t give in, nann was patting me on the back , granddad was sat giving me lecture about smoking and I shouldn’t do it .<br />
Left a bad taste in my mouth for ages but it didn’t cure me , I started smoking at 11 .<br />
And that’s another tale in itself .</blockquote>

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			<title>more</title>
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			<pubDate>Sat, 17 May 2008 10:10:01 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>Round about 1975 my sister was mauled by next doors german Shepard , 
Dad went round to see if they were destroying the dog,no such luck ,anyway...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote class="blogcontent restore">Round about 1975 my sister was mauled by next doors german Shepard ,<br />
Dad went round to see if they were destroying the dog,no such luck ,anyway didn’t speak to them ever again as they were moved from the street ,nobody was safe,<br />
Another time ,me my brother , sister playing in the garden , cricket ,we had a long path ,<br />
Used a milk crate as wickets, , after a while we started being silly bowling really fast hitting the ball as hard as we could , anyway sis had had enough and was waking past our kid when he swung the bat ,telling her to get out the way , she got the full force of the cricket bat flush in her face, breaking teeth ,nose , she was a right mess . why I got the hiding I never new.<br />
<br />
 I dare say there were good times in the 70s but I cannot remember many , unless it was with nanna . all I seem to remember  was mum and dad fighting all the time ,mum getting braid , us getting up the next day to see mums face and body black n blue. Nana and granddad  used to come down and bray me dad then for braying me mum. Nana was always telling her to leave the mad bastard .<br />
<br />
Anyway she did .went to rent office ,put in for a house , waited for 1 to come available .<br />
Then whilst he was working away we moved. Didn’t leave no forwarding address .<br />
Moved to a big 5 bedroom house , but dad found us when he came back from working away . <br />
I remember cos he searched for days on the back of a huge black motorbike.<br />
Us kids were shitting ourselves when he found us , in case he started hitting mum , but we had a houseful , and he didn’t want his m8s to see that he was a wife beater.<br />
 Mum did go see a solicitor and start divorce proceedings , but they sorted everything out and are still married today 45 years on. Never saw dad bray mum again tho.</blockquote>

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			<title>and some more</title>
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			<pubDate>Sat, 10 May 2008 08:06:14 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>Still we had nana, good old nana and granddad , would always be there . 
Weekends granddad would come and pick us up in his car ,no1 was allowed in...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote class="blogcontent restore">Still we had nana, good old nana and granddad , would always be there .<br />
Weekends granddad would come and pick us up in his car ,no1 was allowed in the front seat, that was nanas,she would be at home packing  up cos we nearly always went on a picnic or somewere with nana.<br />
Saturdays granddad used to take us to the bookies , you all remember  there were 7 races on the telly ,called itv sevem ,granddad used to go in and do 1 of those, can u picture 3 kids in the back of the car no seatbelts carrying on wbhilst granddad was in the shop, windows being opened doors banging ,granddad came out 1 week n caught us  going mad in his car ..opened the door to tell us all to behave ,shut the door and in doing so trapped our kids fingers in the door .<br />
We didn’t know lol we thought he gad started crying cos granddad had just bollocked us,so when granddad came out again and saw that he was still crying wanted to know wot was up . our kid just raised his hand to show granddad 4 bloody fingers<br />
Well nana called granddad all the names under the sun when he took us home as you can imagine but he mustve felt guilty or something cos we got pop n sweets  all afternoon that day<br />
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nana use to knit  jumpers ,can u remember  your nana doing the same?any way  nan could do 2 or 3 jumpers a week and we always dreaded getting jumpers….no I tell a lie the jumpers were bad enough ,but the cardigans were even worse you must remember your nan making you 1 of them ,with giant buttons so you could undo them yourself. And what about tank tops jumpers  without sleeves for you youngsters, mum would make us wear them for school. And of course you couldn’t tell nana you didn’t like them could you.? Thems the only times I  can remember going yo school with my coat buttoned to the top , would get into school ,into the cloakroom and the jumper/cardigan/tanktop would come off in one with my coat, no1 ever saw me in them<br />
<br />
was made to wear short pants  until I  went to middle school ,was always in trouble running around the playground scuffing my shoes,getting paint on my clothes, I could get into mischief anywere and almost daily at school.<br />
Ive said nana would be waiting with sweets for us at hometime……I would be 1  of the last out cos I couldn’t find something I would always be rushing  and would rush out with  mu hands full of books and  stuff <br />
And if nana wouldn’t carry them I would chuck them over the fence into the fields and tell nana to go fetch ,was mostly my black pumps I used to chuck over . they were very rubbery and they were frequently applied to my arse for doing something wrong  by dad so when I thought I was in for it I would chuck them in the field hopingf they would be lost forever.did lose a few pairs like that , but would get 6 of the best the next day off dad for chucking them over the fence and having nana  searching for them.</blockquote>

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			<title>and on</title>
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			<pubDate>Wed, 07 May 2008 20:10:44 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>Our bed times hadn’t improved we were still packed off to bed in daylight hours  
So we didn’t sleep dad was forever shouting from the bottom of the...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote class="blogcontent restore">Our bed times hadn’t improved we were still packed off to bed in daylight hours <br />
So we didn’t sleep dad was forever shouting from the bottom of the stairs that if we didn’t go to sleep he would be up to give us a hiding ,we would be quite for a few mins then start up , mum would eventually come up and warn us to go to sleep otherwise dad would  bray us .<br />
Thing was we would be up at the crack of dawn ,and funnily enough we wouldn’t make a sound on a morning. .1 day we managed toget the bedroom windows open and thought it was clever to hang out the window dareing each other to hang the furthest ,we took it in turns , but 1 day my brother was hanging out the window and I picked his legs up thinking I could hold onto him…I couldn’t and  down he went head first .lucky for me there was our old pram on top of the dustbin and he landed in that, i cant remember how I got him back into the house b4 mum n dad new , but I did ,wasn’t  quick enough though a neighbour had seen the whole thing and rung the police saying that she seen 1 thrown out the window , police were banging on the door with the neighbour in tow , but he was ok  not a scratch on him , ,that’s something else I never get to live down.needless to say I got a good hiding and locks went on the windows….nailed down lol.</blockquote>

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