
The Miracle in the Windy Gowl
Vee Jarrett
1986
Its a bright blue spring day in Edinburgh in 1986. Im eighteen years old and reckon Im living the life. I was wrong about quite a lot of things then.
Since leaving home six months ago, Ive been exploring all the dangers the adult world has to offer. My latest project is a massive biker with dirty hands and a bad attitude. Hes exactly the sort of man any parent would want their daughter to avoid, hence the attraction. The shouting and swearing rows are a new thing after living with my quietly-spoken parents. Despite the novelty, I dont really enjoy them. I wonder if this is how people who arent my parents are supposed to behave. How should I know? ... (continues)


