Borstal Boy

The Irish playwright and novelist, Brendan Behan, was arrested in Liverpool with a suitcase full of high explosives. He was only sixteen at that time in 1939, but was full of the revolutionary spirit and the cause of the IRA.  Behan was underage and was remanded to what we now call reform school but in Great Britain is official called the Borstal Institutions.

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I stood tip-toe on a little hill

Throughout my years of reading, teaching, discussing, appreciating literature I have tossed off a few pithy phrases that sometimes help to get the discussion going and sometimes shut it down and make immediate adversaries of everyone around me. I suppose it depends of the room I am playing at the time.

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