"Now let me dispel a few rumours so they don’t fester into facts. Yes, I too attended at ‘Hell-ton’ and survived. And no, at that time I was not the mental giant you see before you. I was the intellectual equivalent of a 98 pound weakling. I would go to the beach and people would kick copies of Byron in my face."
I wonder if this is a possibility?
When I was in India this year, like most who visit the region, I was struck by the poverty I saw. Two individuals that I came across in Agra, the home of the famous Taj Mahal, who were begging at the train station have stuck with me most since my return. One man was in a ‘customised wheelchair’…
Hi tumblr friends. I really appreciate if you could have a read of this campaign I am trying to get going at the moment. Please have a read and reblog if you can.