Sunday, October 6, 2013

Schools Visits

Beechwood Sacred Heart School, Kent

Bryanston School, Dorset

Forest School, Snaresbrook, London
Shaun Attwood

Friday, October 4, 2013

Monday, September 30, 2013

Hunt at High Tide

 Last Tuesday the call came from Ranney for a rail bird hunt on Wednesday afternoon.
 I cleared my schedule, made sure I had some steel #7's and got my Beretta cleaned and ready.
 It was a perfect day to be out on the Maurice river and in the rice meadows.


 Due the moon, it was an unusually good tide and we got in a great afternoon of challenging wing-shooting.

 At the end of the hunt we were treated to a beautiful sunset over the river and marsh.
Ranney also treated us to some ice cold beers. Days like this make it all worth it.

Thursday, September 26, 2013

Greetings from the Abyss by Jack (Part 12)

Jack is serving life without parole, and has terminal cancer. Throughout my incarceration, Jack was a positive influence. He encouraged me to keep writing, to enter short-story competitions, and we proofread each other’s chapters. Jack is seeking pen pals, so anyone interested please email me at attwood.shaun@hotmail.co.uk for his details.

Hello, my friend. How are you today? Well, I hope. Thank you for the sympathy card and your condolences concerning my brother Eddy. It has been difficult but I am coping with my issues.

Claire was telling me that Yasmin seems to be doing well, that her hair is growing back, and her energy is returning so that she can do those things that most children do, drive those around them crazy. Good. I’m glad to hear it. I hope she runs you ragged.

I understand that the premiere of Locked-Up Abroad and the Party Time book launch went well. Just don’t let all of that fame and acclaim go to your head. If it gets to be too much, grab your sleeping bag, go into the bathroom and shut the door. Spending a couple of days sleeping by the toilet should bring you back to reality.

Well, the only other thing going on here was my day trip to St. Luke’s hospital last week for an MRI and CT scan. I’m not sure why it was necessary to do both, but it made for a long day without food. I don’t have the results but I should be going to the oncologist soon, so maybe I’ll find out then what’s going on.

Take care of yourself, Shaun. I hope you are well and you have my continued wish for good fortune. Tell all I said Hi!

Always,

Jack

Ps) Slingblade says Hi and he was asking about you last week.

Shaun Attwood

Third Review of Party Time

By Polly Courtney, the author of Feral Youth

I cannot believe this is a true story! It is unputdownable - made for a novel or (dare I say) movie.

Shaun Attwood's style is punchy and fresh, making me laugh/snort/reel/gasp as I followed the antics of English Shaun, Acid Joey, Skinner, Wild Man and other crazed, fearless ravers into places I never even knew existed.

There is no 'glossing over' of events in this book. We get to experience the trippy highs, the skanky, shaky, paranoid lows, the knife-attacks by the beautiful, crazy first wife, the cattle-prod torture of rival criminals and the heart-stopping moments at border control when ten thousand pills are driven through inside fake Coke cans. The story rattles through a period of about 10 years, told in vivid scenes with little explanation required between them.

I'm not a raver, have never touched a pill, smoked crack or glugged GHB in my life, but I thoroughly enjoyed this book. It's a great story with some unbelievably brilliant characters and some good moral lessons, although whether English Shaun has heeded them remains to be seen.

Off to download Hard Time, so I can find out...

Click here for Party Time’s webpage, including chapter 1: http://shaunattwood.com/index.php?option=com_content&view=article&id=120&Itemid=119


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