unlike goody-two-shoes oldgit above (who’s not as old as I thought) I was most certainly not doing what I was told..
In fact, that’s a lie.. I was doing what I was told but I was also doing plenty that I wasn’t told..
I’d been smoking for a whole year.. I had smoked dope at a party down the road thrown by the local scooter boys, we’d sussed out a way into the depot of the cider factory (having grown out of the painful and sadistic apple fights), I was eating hedgehog flavour crisps, practising breakdancing at the youthclub, jumping my bmx over ramps in the street and snogging Bernadette Atkins in the long grass..