Alfie's Biography

Once upon a time in a seaside resort in the north of England, not too far from Liverpool (but far enough thank fuck) a baby was born.

The birthplace was a bed-sit
in a street quite close to town. Dad was a soldier in the Regimental Band of a Highland Regiment, newly returned from service in India and now stationed at
Redford Barracks in Edinburgh.

Mum was a shop girl at M&S (in charge of the cakes and biscuits counter).
One lunchtime Mum and some of her work colleagues went to the Band Enclosure, to eat their butties and listen to the Band. Dad was the junior on the Solo Clarinet Stand.
To cut a long story short, "Their eyes met across a crowded band enclosure". ….And 9 months later in a seaside resort, not too far from Liverpool (but far enough thank fuck) a baby was born.

More by Alfie:

Hi Johnnie Cope are ye walkin noo or are yer drums a'beatin yet?
Letter to Pagpa
The Kestrel
Cavalleria Rusticana
Once a Guardsman, always a Guardsman
Seven Years With 'The Colours'

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To see me reading A LETTER TO MR. GOD

Alfred's Natal Report

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