The 27 club

Date of birth. Pin codes. Post codes. Mobile phones. Historical events. Door numbers. Sort codes.  Account numbers. National insurance. Security codes. Passwords.  The change in your purse. Your car number plate.  The football score.  Minutes on a clock. Prime. Odd. Even. Square root.  Fibonacci.  Lottery numbers.  Number of songs on your iPod.     

The teachers at school weren’t playing when they said that maths was important. 

Year of 4

 

1999 was an iconic year for me.  It was the year that I purchased the first album I ever owned - The writings on the wall by Destiny's Child. 

Like most girls around that time I was boy band and girl group crazy.  The pop culture had submerged me in the sounds of the Backstreet boys, *NSYNC, Boyzone, Westlife, Eternal, TLC, All saints and lest we forget the Spice girls.  My bedroom was full of the faces of celebrities that I pulled out from Mizz Magazine and Smash Hits.  In my head I was married to all the members of backstreet boys (except Howie - I never really connected with Howie) and I genuinely believed I was the lead singer of a successful girl band who were yet to be discovered.