Mothers Day

It was the Friday afternoon art class and as we all filtered in and took our seats, the teacher announced, “Now children I’m sure you’re all aware it’s Mother’s Day on Sunday… so today we’re all going to make Mother’s Day cards.” A few of the kids put their hands up and said they’d already […]

Life on a small island

I was mostly brought up in in a small town a few miles outside of Bath. I lived with both parents and my big brother. He was fifteen and I was eleven when my parents dropped the bombshell that we were moving to the channel islands. And when they showed us which one, we weren’t […]

The top of the telly…

“Because that photo’s embarrassing.” I replied. “Which one?” Mum knowingly asked. “The one from Easter?” “Yes. I don’t want anyone seeing me in a dress.” “You look lovely.” she told me. “But I’m a boy.” “And you still look lovely.” my mother reiterated. “Everyone says so.” “Only because I look like a girl.” I moaned. […]

Grounded

I guess I was in my 3rd year at senior school when I realised the advantages of truancy. You see, ever since I started senior school I’d been bullied and picked on by a couple of boys in my class, one in particular, but he’d influence some of the others to join his cause and make […]

Grounded – Part II

15 year old Peter had been expelled from school and is now permanently grounded at home. After being caught climbing out of the window by his mother, he has lost access to his own room and is staying in his sisters bedroom instead. This means the only clothing Peter has are his sisters! Peter has […]

Growing up is hard to do

Peter’s childhood was relatively normal; he played army with his friends, climbed trees, had a train set and loads of action figures and liked nothing more than his trusty old jeans with a hole in the knee, a zip up hoodie and his thoroughly worn in trainers. His mother, Helen is an architect and his […]

Jenny’s Room: prologue

I never understood my sister… or girls in general. It seemed as long as something was pink, they liked it. Growing up, my toys were trains and tanks, aircraft and spaceships. Action man, Batman, Spiderman, guns and skateboards and remote control cars. My sister however had dolls, a dolls house, and yet more dolls. She […]

As Mother Wishes

I thought about the question for a moment before replying. “I really don’t know.” I said. My brother looked me up and down and smiled. “Because it’s fun.” he told me as he jumped off the dresser and twirled around in his pink satin pyjamas, grinning from ear to ear. “Boy’s clothes are just so…” […]