A journey through South London a few days after the death of David Bowie in January 2016, following a pilgrimage he had made himself, in secret, back to the places where he grew up. I wrote about this for The Independent on Sunday but here’s an updated version, now that we are a year on. IfContinueContinue reading “Following David Bowie Home”
Author Archives: Cole Moreton
Hear how a young man’s death broke the heart of an Irish island community, on the Great Blasket 70 years ago
Seventy years ago, a young man known as Seánín died on the Great Blasket, a remote island at the tip of the Dingle peninsula in County Kerry, Ireland. He was one of the few remaining strong, youthful men in an island community that had once been strong and vibrant and famous for its oral, storytellingContinueContinue reading “Hear how a young man’s death broke the heart of an Irish island community, on the Great Blasket 70 years ago”
A Just War Is A Hero’s Right
Words from 2006, offered in memory of Kingsman Jamie Hancock, killed in Basra at the age of 18. Reposted in the light of Chilcot’s damning verdict on why the war was fought.
“Those were my pals.” Listening to Henry Allingham, the boy who saw the Somme from the air in 1917
Watching the movie 1917 reminded me of meeting Henry Allingham. He saw WG Grace bat. He saw the battle of the Somme from the air in an aircraft made of wood, cloth and wire. He was the oldest man in the country when I met him in 2007 and he lived to be the oldest man in the world, dying just over a year later at 113.
The True Story of a Man by a Bench on the Seafront, Yesterday
“Hello mate, can I help you?” He is bent over by the bench, on the seafront. An old man, of an age that is coming up fast. A skinny man, in baggy clothes, sweating under his white cap. Bent over by the bench, almost on his knees, inspecting the wood of an evening, on theContinueContinue reading “The True Story of a Man by a Bench on the Seafront, Yesterday”
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