Back in the eighties, things were way different than today. There was no such thing as mobile phones for one and certainly not the internet we know today. If you were a teenager today, you would probably be thinking how did we manage? To be honest, technology has passed my adult life by and tied me down to this life. I like my privacy and enjoyed my teenage years because I remember them like they were yesterday. They were unfettered by this need to always be found or are active on social media. My name is Danny Shaw and I have lived and breathed in my life in Tameworth. It is a small town a little fucked-up and one weekend, me and bros had the biggest laugh you will ever come across. Me and Freddie Green were known locally as Bong ‘Edz because we smoked way too much weed back then and we sold a bit too. We had dreams of making it big back then and be two geezers who no one messed with and we would make sheds loads of dollar and both have big fat Beamers (A pimped out BMW) so when a little oink called Murray gave us the head-ups on a field full of weed he found, we thought those dreams were just around the corner in the craziest weekend we ever had. A weekend I will never forget.

Growing up on a council estate may not be the best start in life but for me, it was reality. It was the mid-eighties. A time of dreams of what we could be and more importantly, how we survived day-to-day with just our wits and a little luck that had so far been good for me and my mate Freddie. My future was bright, back then, I think!

How old am I now? Honestly, I do not know. My head is in a bad place right now and ironically it was not through smoking weed. It would seem choices in my life were down to my so-called friend Freddie as I unwittingly find out during our weekend as cowardly teenagers unfold as we discover the field of dreams.