The Man With So Many Names:

I have no name…

Read After Burnout

images-201As a John Ford fan, I found it difficult to appreciate the Spaghetti Western genre. It could have been the wry, hero-sinking humour, the semi-comic caricatures, the wet-dreamlike violence, or the improbable lip-sinking. Take your pick.

Things began to improve for the genre once somebody said that I had a look of Clint Eastwood. From there on in, and to the next Espano-Americano collaboration, I became a bit of a follower. So much so, that I once bought a poncho as part of my Man With No Name fancy dress.

“Are you laughing at my horse?”    

Now, I have much more in common with the stranger who rides into town on a mission of justice or revenge; I am older. And I officially have No Name. 

Well, that’s not exactly true. I have many names now, but none of them is the one that I would prefer to be…

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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.

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