When I was six I lived in Portsmouth on a naval housing estate on Matapan Road in Hilsea. While I was there I was attacked by someone intent on ending my life… that happened almost 30 years ago. I’ve told a few people and it comes up in conversation every now and then. Over the last 30 years I have not thought about it that much in the scheme of things. I started at IBM in July where the place is practically in view from where I sit and barely a day goes by without me thinking about it… strange isn’t it?
I managed to write a very story story about it called “Black Velcro Shoe” some years ago, which was a odd experience to say the least. I had no problem writing it but I couldn’t read it out in my creative writing class.
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