Trev
Treble doubles, shattered glass and a copper on the doorstep
The door to Trev’s flat was open so I walked in and found him on the sofa watching TV. He…
Low life
I walk into the King Bill at eight o’clock and the usual young Friday-night crowd is in and the spirit…
Low life
After Trev had mugged the mugger in the toilet we moved quickly on to another club. The Double O is…
Low life
‘I’ve lost my phone,’ yells Trev. We’re in a club. He’s come charging on to the dance floor to tell…
Low life
The entries are crawling in on their hands and knees for the ‘drunkest I’ve ever been’ competition to win a…
Low life
‘I’m wasted,’ said Trev, meaning not that his life is futile, but that his mind was overwhelmed by illegal drugs.…
Low life
My first time back in the local for eight weeks. The manageress lifts the flap, comes around to my side…
Low life
Sharon’s back. As soon as I heard, I went straight round to the house and let myself in. She was…
Low life
My first ride in a stretch Hummer. I haven’t lived, I now realise. The prodigious, ridiculous thing, tricked out in…
Low life
I went from the first yoga session of the New Year to the pub. I felt ever so noble. The…
Low life
I woke up in the foetal position, on my back, on Trev’s tiny sofa, with an old curtain over me.…
