DAVID CHILDS reveals his Bhoy-hood memories

WHILE walking down Byers Road in Glasgow’s West End, I found myself stopping to enter the Oxfam charity shop that occupies a building there.I went in for a wander, a way of killing time that did not involve having to talk to those charity people who try and stop you and want you to open a direct debit for their cause.Before you say anything, I’m very much aware of the irony of using Oxfam to prevent this from happening.Anyway, while browsing the vast collection of second-hand books on offer, I came across ‘My Favourite ...