He who shouts loudest

Bill Oldfield

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Being the middle one of five children, I learned, very quickly, that I had to be loud, very loud, just to get myself noticed. Well, maybe I didn’t actually have to be be loud. But it was the only way it occurred to my simple self to get listened to when pitched against my two elder, brighter sisters; my slightly younger, but infinitely more loveable, Down’s Syndrome brother; and my unbelievably cute youngest sister. Why, it even seemed that my gran who lived with us, and the various dogs we were brought up with, got more attention despite being relatively serene; at least when compared with me.

As you can see, I was appallingly treated as a child and such treatment has left me scarred and with various legacies, not least the ability to shout louder than the competition. Which is a…

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