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At the top of Camden Road, where the headlights peel off from Highbury, and the buses rush down from Tottenham, at eight in the evening, after the rain…
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/ A Blind Guy
It’s the best thing about it, this ability we have to bring out the good in people, how we give them the opportunity to be kind. When I came out as…
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/ Conversation in a Dream
It was night. I think it was raining. Ahead I saw a long, low vehicle blocking my way. Flows of water slid down its armoured side. I pressed forward…
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/ Ignorance
Near Waterloo, I stopped at a dark crossroads, unsure of the path ahead. I turned and saw two figures coming towards me. The man was my height and about…
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/ East Croydon Castle
The train waits, hissing. East Croydon. This is East Croydon. Eyes half-closed I look out the window and see the ruins of a castle. How? Surely not, not…
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/ Last Moments Of My Life
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/ First Date
We'll meet by the church on the corner of Goose Green, we said. It should take me twenty minutes to get there. I’ve got a good stride going, striking…
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/ Social Distancing
People avoid me when they see the cane. They cross the road as I approach, flatten themselves against railings, hide behind trees. I tap along the…
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/ Two Bouncers
In the queue for a bar in a town I barely know, and this one looks like a mean bastard. Pinched face, pockmarked scalp, checking everyone’s IDs. He’s…
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/ Soft Matter
On one hand, years ago, before I used a cane, I was walking down Kingsway towards the river. There was scaffolding up on Africa House, which meant a…
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/ Exercises In Empathy
In this series, five friends imagine themselves in my shoes and write an entry for the diary. 1. After the last few months, today wasn’t such a bad day…
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/ Party
In the kitchen someone switches off the lights and sets the music front and centre, full and pumping. I lean against the cabinets near the sink and…
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Black Cane Diary
Black Cane Diary
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