Twenty five years of tristan

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written by Tom Evans
designed by Jaquetta Trueman

This is a Wake the Tiger publication. Words © Tom Evans, 2006. Design © Jaquetta Trueman, 2006.

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309 months left

I am Y, I must be a male
The calcium ions excite my tail
The race is on to get there ﬁrst
My head hits the ovum, the others fared worse



308 months left

I am here but where am I?
Into another life, born to die
My soul attaches to my notochord
A brand new home, all aboard



300 months left

Mum would always say I’d be late
There was no hurry to get out of ‘the gate’
Down the corridor my voice could be heard
On my own now that they cut our cord



287 months left

I was on my dad’s back, in a papoose
When out of my mouth I said “Loose”
My mother cried all the way down the hill
My big sister thought it was “brill”



297 months left

I’m in bed early, what have I done?
All I know is I got a smack on my bum
“You can’t blame him for the mess you make”
Didn’t know then it was Dad’s favourite tape



266 months left

Lucy reads me to sleep at night
I cry if she doesn’t leave on the light
Left on my own with no-one to play
Can’t wait for her to come home each day



255 months left

At school at last with loads of new friends
I like drawing and playing ‘pretend’
Each day though I’m last at the gate
Hate it when Mummy’s always so late?



237 months left

“Come down Tristan there’s someone to meet”
I shake Martin’s hand, his daughter looks neat
Mum’s looking so happy, this makes me glad
I wonder when I’ll next see my Dad



229 months left

Weekends now are not much fun
Lucy and Pat leave me on my own
The boys in the Close won’t let me play
I’ll get my own back on them one day



212 months left

For my reading all I got was an F
But I beat the best in the school at chess
My teacher thinks I’m being lazy
Lucy says “You’re just plain crazy”



197 months left

Every afternoon they’d follow me home
“I wish you would just leave me alone”
I turned to run but didn’t get too far
I now know what they mean about “seeing stars”



188 months left

I got my orange belt in less than a year
I’d now walk home without any fears
Everyone wanted to become my mate
My school reports still weren’t that great



174 months left

“He started it, he called me thick”
I’d ﬂoored him with a single kick
“I’m sorry but he’ll have to go”
Getting expelled was a bit of a blow



166 months left

“It did me no harm” Martin had said
“But I won’t be able to tuck him in bed”
“It’ll make him a man and nobody’s fool”
I cried all the way to my boarding school



150 months left

I never thought I’d hate to go home
Such a brilliant place my school had become
My results however still weren’t that grand
At least I’d become the drummer in a band



143 months left

That summer we were the stars of the show
Playing three encores at the school disco
Two local girls schools had made the trip
First time ever I got kissed on the lips



126 months left

The head told my Mum “It can be so hard to spot”
I been struggling so much because of what I’d got
“Now we can really help make him tick”
They’d found out that I was pretty dyslexic



112 months left

So much revision, exams one week away
“Granny would be happier if you were to stay”
The ink on my essay ran ’cos I cried
I really felt a part of me had died



110 months left

Pinning results on the wall is just so cruel
What a way to be exposed as a fool
There was my name, right at the bottom
They know how to make you really feel rotten



108 months left

This must be my worst ever summer
Lucy’s off travelling which is a real bummer
“You’ll have to help pay for your re-sits”
Getting a job was a prerequisite



96 months left

I knew he was trouble, Pete’s elder brother
We never knew how he supplied one spliff after another
That night we were caught by the “short and curlies”
Dreading telling Martin why I was “sent home early”



84 months left

The days are a drag for a 17 year old in limbo
No school or a job and with pubs all no-go
My 18th birthday though was just sublime
Got off my face on vodka and lime



80 months left

Weird being seen drinking with your step-dad
Some of those nights, what fun we had
Surprised that Martin turned out not so square
Came up with my new career then and there



78 months left

It’s so funny how the tables can turn
By helping others in need, you really learn
No fault of their own, these kids lives had been wrecked
I became a youth leader and was bathed in respect



72 months left

My 19th birthday was complete delirium
In a bar playing guitar, a goddess called Miriam
Dark ﬂowing hair and a voice of a dove
Instantly knew she would be my ﬁrst true love



56 months left

You can tell much from a voice at the end of a phone
Our love was dwindling, I could just tell by her tone
Even her ‘texts’ were short and not at all sweet
Mine used all 160 characters, I tried to be upbeat



42 months left

A New Year brings new opportunity
A trip to Africa for my kids and me
We spent the ﬁrst night round the camp ﬁre
Played drums with André, he was simply inspired



27 months left

Something felt wrong that fateful night
Knew some of the boys were packing a knife
Didn’t take long to break the ﬁght up
Only found out after that I’d been cut



24 months left

Three months of waiting to ﬁnd if I’m condemned
Night upon sleepless night without end
By the end of tomorrow, I’ll learn my fate
If I have got AIDS, how long to wait?



17 months left

Out on the town again, feeling much bolder
Was surprised to bed a woman that much older
She certainly taught me a thing or three
I hope I get used to calling her Daphne



12 weeks left

I knew it would have to come to an end
Why did she tell her husband about Tristan ‘her friend’
“I’ll always remember our times together”
I guess having an affair’s just not that clever



8 weeks left

Getting used again to being single
I’ve found a younger crowd with which to mingle
Back in a band now and feeling free
Even enrolled at college to study IT



No weeks left

“You can’t spend your birthday stuck in your bed.”
“Come over our place,” Lucy had said.
From behind the van came the girl with ice cream
The last thought through my mind was hitting the screen


Twenty five years of tristan

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