End of A Dream by Simon Macbeth. Chapter 12: 1 of 3

End of A Dream by Simon Macbeth. Chapter 12: 1 of 3

In Simon Macbeth last term at Leeds College of Art and Design, everyone started applying for all kinds of courses. I was told Nottingham was one of the best universities to do a Fine Arts degree and that I would have a great chance of getting a place there. It was something I should have done before and when I found out I had been selected for an interview I was pretty confident. I spent most of the money I had getting to Nottingham. The interview took place in an…

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End of A Dream by Simon Macbeth. Chapter 12: 2 of 3

End of A Dream by Simon Macbeth. Chapter 12: 2 of 3

Simon Macbeth was living in a house that I’d moved into a couple of months before my 18th birthday and stayed there for about a year. I’d taken Lee’s entire portfolio of work that he’d left at college, home for him. He’d not asked me to do this, but because he’d gone to Germany I knew he wouldn’t get it back if I didn’t. I went to work at Butlin’s in Skegness and when I got back to Leeds in mid October I was at home one night cooking tea…

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End of A Dream by Simon Macbeth. Chapter 12: 3 of 3

End of A Dream by Simon Macbeth. Chapter 12: 3 of 3

A couple of years ago, Simon Macbeth was on the computer surfing around the Friends Reunited website. I went on to the Leeds College of Art & Design and found Lee’s name on it. What I found really hurtful was that he’d said on his profile: “Hi to anybody who remembers me from Leeds/Bradford college of Art (Matt, Spud, Lisa…) get in touch, let’s go out for a shandy!” I don’t blame him for forgetting to mention me, as he was always good to me and it was me who’d…

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Beginnings by Simon Macbeth Leeds Chapter 6 part 1 of 8

Beginnings by Simon Macbeth Leeds Chapter 6 part 1 of 8

Simon Macbeth Leeds Now I’m older and I’m still a little scared of the dark, but these days I’m able to keep an upstairs light on when I go to bed. The dream never altered and lasted for five years until I was about eight years old. I don’t know why this dream always played itself out on Christmas Eve. A friend of mine who is into dream analysis tells me that the man in the dream is everything my Dad was not. He was protecting me from the mayhem…

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Beginnings by Simon Macbeth Leeds Chapter 6 part 2 of 8

Beginnings by Simon Macbeth Leeds Chapter 6 part 2 of 8

Simon Macbeth Leeds I used to wake up at some silly hour on Christmas morning and have to sit in my bedroom for hours before my parents decided it was an acceptable time for me to get up. We used to open our presents in my Mum and Dad’s bedroom and a bigger, special present would sometimes be waiting for us downstairs as well. Christmas was always the most exciting of times. I liked birthdays and Easter because I got to eat a lot of chocolate, but Christmas was always…

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Beginnings by Simon Macbeth Leeds Chapter 6 part 3 of 8

Beginnings by Simon Macbeth Leeds Chapter 6 part 3 of 8

Simon Macbeth Leeds Everyone loved my bike and my love affair with that breathtakingly beautiful piece of metal lasted for a year, until a friend got one for Christmas. His was a newer model and 10 times better than mine. It had more gears on it and went twice as fast. For one year though, I was someone special. Everything was wonderful about that present, apart from one thing. I unwrapped it in the kitchen, whooped with joy, and then realised that the tires were flat. My parents hadn’t bothered…

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Beginnings by Simon Macbeth Leeds Chapter 6 part 4 of 8

Beginnings by Simon Macbeth Leeds Chapter 6 part 4 of 8

Simon Macbeth Leeds My parents have always lived in Morley, to the south of Leeds. The house that they bought with their first mortgage when I was a baby is where they still live now. I was born on 21st May 1976 in Dewsbury. My parents are Iain and Christine who were just 22 and 19 years old when I was born. I was their second child behind my older sister Helen, who was born in January of the previous year. My Dad was a printer, although I had no…

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Beginnings by Simon Macbeth Leeds Chapter 6 part 5 of 8

Beginnings by Simon Macbeth Leeds Chapter 6 part 5 of 8

Simon Macbeth Leeds Andrew and I used to get up to loads of mischief in the fields and farmland on the edge of Morley. It was a great place to play and we used to break in to the old mills and barns and chase around after the chickens and turkeys on the farms. We’d explore the area and do stuff to keep our little lives entertained. The older we got, the further we’d roam away from our houses. None of that land we made our own seems to be…

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Beginnings by Simon Macbeth Leeds Chapter 6 part 6 of 8

Beginnings by Simon Macbeth Leeds Chapter 6 part 6 of 8

Simon Macbeth Leeds I’d drawn my Mr Men and there was a little girl there who started screaming and crying because she couldn’t draw as well as me. Perversely, I felt really good about that. My parents rarely encouraged me by saying, “Well done.” They didn’t tell me that I was good at something or ever give me compliments. I understood why this kid was screaming and crying. It was because I was a lot better at doing something than her. In its way, it was a huge compliment and…

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Beginnings by Simon Macbeth Leeds Chapter 6 part 7 of 8

Beginnings by Simon Macbeth Leeds Chapter 6 part 7 of 8

Simon Macbeth Leeds Claire was one of the people I grew up with in junior school. I had no memory of her from that little moment of conversation, until when we were both older and I started fancying girls. She was absolutely gorgeous and I definitely fancied her then, although there were a lot of girls I used to fancy at that time. About 15 years ago, I saw her again in Leeds. I recognised her and she was still a really good-looking girl. I don’t know if she recognised…

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