It's early spring of 1971. Two teenage boys (17) and (18) pose in a suburban garden 30 miles north of London. They're on the threshold of adulthood and don't quite know what to do with it. The one on the left is at college, the one on the right has already been at work for over two years. Having quit his job as a labourer on a pig farm in Essex, he's temporarily out of work. He's turned up at his friend's place with no more than a bag of clothes and an electric guitar. He wan

David Bowie died 10 years ago this Saturday. At the time I was commissioned to write this full page poem. I still perform it live. DAVID BOWIE IN HEDDON STREET In Heddon Street in January The London drizzle falls the same as softly as it did the night, the camera caught in failing light the famous phonebox, currant red with Ziggy Stardust in the frame A tinted showbiz biscuit tin Which drew the viewer in An atmosphere which seemed to speak of basement studios, upstairs flats,