When young, I always felt in the background. I was painfully shy.
Summer 1987: My uncle John helped me buy a flat that overlooked the Beechgrove gardens. From my window I could see colour growing in the green:
a layer in the background
When young, I always felt in the background. I was painfully shy.
Summer 1987: My uncle John helped me buy a flat that overlooked the Beechgrove gardens. From my window I could see colour growing in the green: