Once, many years ago, I was young. I was looking at some old photos today and came across this article, from when I was on my foundation art course. I clearly wanted to be a painter even then. I think I was slightly amazed to be chosen. I guess no one else was willing to have their picture taken. I’d never been in an article for a paper before so it was quite strange, especially seeing my face looking back at me. There was another article in the same paper with some of my friends so I wasn’t  a total show off!

The college had a rag week when people did mad things. Our town had a new statue of a hippo in the town square for some reason, so a group of students made a pink papier mache gorilla to be its friend. Another lot roped themselves together and pretended to climb up the local hill (almost flat) on their hands and knees….

Wild days


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