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A fond farewell to my old man Big Gerry. Love ya Big Man.
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Looking after the old at the Northern General Hospital in Edinburgh.
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The power of music to help get you through the bad times. Thank you Fish and the boys in the band.
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Care of a dead body at the Western General in Edinburgh. 1984.
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My favourite pub on Tottenham High Road in the late 90s.
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In a reflective mood high above Linicro on the Isle of Skye.
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The last Edinburgh Festival of the 80s. Love at first sight and all that
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Walking through the foot tunnel at night. Slightly fucking drunk... And beer brave
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Sitting beside Edinburgh's Blackford Pond. Feeling a wee bit depressed!
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Glasgow Big Gerry. My Dad. The Galloway Street cowboy.
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Summer in the capital. The beauty of the gardens at their finest.
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Loneliness in London. Comforted by the High Road.
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Walking to the Edinburgh Royal Infirmary early in the morning.
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A ward night out turned into something more. It's where the affair began
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Lying to everyone and yourself. What's true and what isn't?
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Edinburgh High Street on a bright moonlit night.
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Memories are important but sometimes not helpful when you're trying to get on with life.
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A poem about the promise of change. A change of behavior. A change of being. To be faithful to the one you love.
