His parents married in when the family moved to a nearby semi-detached house. He showed musical aptitude at school, including the ability to compose melodies, and gained some notoriety by playing like Jerry Lee Lewis at school functions.
Guy Ruddle talks exclusively to Andrew Motion about his mother's struggle for life after her accident and how it has influenced his life and his poetry Mum doesn't knock: Mum's got her by the scruff of the neck now, and is dragging her on to the landing: The back door's open - go on, hurry up, there you are, good girl.
Today, it's Julia and the party. Then home again tomorrow.
When I open my eyes properly, Mum's leaning against the doorframe with her arms folded. Long socks and breeches.
She peels back one of her cuffs and glances at her watch, then fiddles the strap until it sits flat on her wrist.
I roll over and wait for her to disappear. Last summer, when I was still 16 and about to stay with a girl in London - a different girl, not Julia -Mum sat on the edge of My borther influenced me bed and gave me a talk.
Did I know what I was doing? It was embarrassing, being serious about things we usually thought were a joke. But today there's not a word about Julia - nothing before Mum leaves the bedroom, nothing at breakfast, and nothing when we settle into the car.
Mum slows down when we reach the main street, so we can wave if we recognise anyone. But we're not really paying attention.
Hunting mornings are always chaotic - the horses to groom, the tack to clean, blah blah - and I'm not so bright myself.
I've never taken a bus cross-country before. Worse, I don't know what to expect when I reach the other end. I've only met Julia once, at a party a few days ago, before Christmas, and the lights were so dim she was more or less invisible.
Will I even recognise her? Her last name is Shelley, that's a good omen. Mum says Julia's father is ''something to do with coal". We swing downhill under the bare trees, then up and out of the valley.
Have I got money for the ticket? Will I remember to give Mrs Shelley the chocolates as a thank-you? Mum knows all this sounds fussy, so she talks in a pretend-whine. I answer in the same voice: We both know we're really talking about something else - about Julia, but neither of us wants to admit it.
There's snow in the wind. Mum makes a face, crouching forward as she waits for the traffic. We can see the bus already, buffeting towards us along the roller-coaster of dips and rises. It means when we reach the Swan and turn into the yard, there's still time for her to switch off the engine so we can say our last things.General CommentCatev my life was like that too and my brother is always there for me and helping me he knows just what to say.
I heard him listening to this song I looked it up and I knew he was thinking of me! My grandmother on my father's side is the person who inspired me more than anyone.
She thought I could do no wrong, and I have taken the confidence she inspired in me throughout my life. Oct 05, · “Daddy said we needed to take more pictures for my photo shoot in your bedroom last week and then he got on top of me,” I told my mother on .
This song was inspired by the Falklands War, which was going on when Dire Straits lead singer Mark Knopfler wrote the song. The Falklands War was a conflict between Argentina and the UK over islands off the coast of Argentina that each country claimed rights to.
Aug 26, · Julia grabs my elbow, dragging me, and 10 minutes later we're in the garden, breaking apart in case her mother's watching. At six o'clock, I go upstairs to bath and change for the party.
Idris Elba named People's Sexiest Man Alive as he says 'my mom is going to be very, very proud' Seemingly influenced by her carefree attitude, he too then proceeded to flash his nether.