Thomas Lyndon

Dreams of becoming a professional singer (it was jazz I loved, though pop- if it was about the music and not the sex- would also have been fantastic) were swatted and binned pretty swiftly by my parents during adolescence. Later, when my bus was empty I would sing loudly to old classics and cry on the dashboard. I loved the sky, but I never saw it, only road. Lost weight from lack of food saving enough driver wages to see Kate Bush play at Southampton; because ‘Cloudbusting’ reminded me of dead Lily. But she didn’t play it.