It’s time to say goodbye…
It was thanks to an old next-door neighbour from my childhood, Andrew Coleman, that I wrote my first ever review in the February of 2004. I was still recovering from major spinal surgery, and I had been out of the house for six months. My life had reached rock bottom, I had no prospects, almost nothing to live for, no chance of work. The offer came to review a hero, write about 140 words about the former Marillion frontman Fish as he performed at the Bilston Robin and if it was good enough then it would appear in the next day’s Birmingham Evening Mail. It was thankfully not only good enough to appear, it led to more gigs to review, and it introduced me back to writing; a dearest wish of mine to be a writer of words since before I was a teenager.