I never met my real grandfather. My dad was the oldest of three boys. He was six when his father died, at 32 years old, of a brain tumour. My grandmother was left with three children under the age of six, no skills to speak...
We all have our ‘cold water place’. I go to mine often. Unfortunately as a child, I spent a lot of time there. As a nine-year-old dealing with a family divorce and all the shit goes with it, I needed a place in my head to go and...