Sex and John Travolta…

images-403via The Birds, The Bees, And The Bee Gees (and me)…(and my wife and youngest daughter)…

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This is the story of what happened to me when anxiety took a grip. I lost my senses, I lost my job, and I lost me. I then turned to writing to find those things that had gone missing. How can you teach when you believe that education is a business that is failing in its primary remit of helping to create a better society? Indeed, how can you teach when you believe that you have nothing of value to pass on? The book/blog is the story of my recovery from the absolute darkness of the early days. It is an Odyssey through my life over the last twelve months and a retracing of my steps to discover how I found myself there. More than all of that, it is a re-evaluation and a rejoicing of all that which I call life. Happy reading and I hope it helps. There is madness, Everyday Madness, and not all of it comes from within.

2 thoughts on “Sex and John Travolta…”

  1. I pictured myself in the middle of your car while I read that, watching you and your wife play word tennis; passing the responsibility of answer-on-the-spot please from an offspring. (I did actually used to stand up in that area behind the bench seat of my dad’s Rover95, my fingers holding on so I could stare out the front windscreen, long before seatbelt laws came in (I’m ancient) …. I enjoyed this post.

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