The bates motel

I realise now that the reason that I was packed away to the the mansion house was that this would be my mothers first stint in the hospital for her socially unnaceptable affliction.

I dont remember what my dad told me, but it was something along the lines of simply, she wasnt well and he could look after both of us.

I stayed there for weeks at a time, and I remember being strangely affected by it.

I vividly remember my mad uncle sinclair having a fetish for buying hundred of pairs of slippers, or two of the same book.

I also remember burning almost all of those slippers with the red hot poker from the livingroom open coal fire, which he consented to, I hasten to add.