In 2001 I was happily living a wholesome country life - growing vegetables -making soup etc and still trying to write that elusive hit song when, not having drawn a thing since I was 15, I decided to enroll on a course of art classes. A year later I’m studying Fine Art Sculpture at the University of Wolverhampton.
The idea of going back to school, where I was always in detention for bad homework or uniform abuse, was quite surreal. What could they lock me up for this time? But once I’d got over having to write essays again it was really good fun especially playing with an electric drill all day.
Bliss.
And here’s the funny thing, since then I’ve started writing songs again and singing in local clubs which proves I am mad after all.
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