Non-Fiction of Gay Interest
Teardrops on My Drum
by Jack Robinson
Publisher: Gay Men's Press
London, UK

Year


1986 FIRST EDITION       
Cover / size: Paperback / h 19.8 * w 13 cm / 173 pp

Dustjacket?   n/a

ISBN: 0854490035

Arbery Ref:   000593

Condition Good

Cover: slight wear to edges. Book leans forward slightly. Large ink inscription on half-title page ("With much love to Paul. Happy Christmas Simon '86"). Pages brown but otherwise clean.

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Robinson: Teardrops on My Drum









Content:

"Liverpool in the 1920s: still Dickensian in its poverty, a city of docklands and back alleys, barefoot kids running wild in the filthy streets, bizarre eccentrics and sectarian violence. This is the world marvellously evoked by Jack Robinson in the story of his boyhood: forced to fend for himself from the earliest age, searching the city for adventure, love and sex, and joining the army as a 14-year-old boy soldier."

(from the cover)


Background / Biography:

Jack Robinson wrote at least one other book: Jack and Jamie Go to War


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"Without Eggy, life became unbearable. I missed my schoolfriend and his nice clean home. Johnny worked all the hours that God sent and my friendly camping companions had their own lives to live. Besides, what would they do with a schoolboy hanging around? They didn't wish to be seen with a young lad like me.

I could have spent my time playing in the park or swimming like th other kids I knew, but I wanted a man! I needed a man! I needed a man as desperately as Juliet needed Romeo or a wife needed a husband. There were boys who almost begged me to play cricket and football with them because it was part of our daily life, but I just searched for friendly face. I made myself as nice and presentable as possible and walked all over town."


opening paragraphs, Chapter Seven, "Me and My Man"















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