Face To Face

And suddenly reality hit me as I was walking with Darren in Torquay in the summer of 1988. We were both eighteen, and he told me that he had been stationed as a soldier in Northern Ireland. Maybe there were still the words of my teacher ringing in my ear that no matter what anybody would tell us about it being a religious conflict, this was one of the last colonial wars still being fought - and probably one of the longest ever. So here was somebody to whom this was no mere subject matter, just like to the man I met recently.


He called me radiant by the way.