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If I had to wake up, I hoped that I would wake up on another day. In another place. Danny Scott grew up in Selston, a mining village that''s only ten miles as the crow flies from Derby and about the same from Nottingham . . . but which might as well be a thousand miles away from either. There''s no more to it than a row of shops, a church, a school, an excess of pubs and a working men''s club. Oh, and six different working collieries. It''s a hard place, inhabited by hard people with hard lives. Home is a Pit house caging an almost silent father and a mother who is quite the opposite - clomping and shouting around a darkened cottage, the lights rarely switched on. So, Danny''s life is lived elsewhere, outside on the clay heaps and spoils, the reservoir and the scraps of wasteland, deep in the hedgerows and down the lanes, and most importantly in his dreams where he can fly free above the borders of his home. Funny, shocking, sad but joyous, Green, Grey, Red, Black is a book of real heart and quiet power that will surprise and appal you, but also leave you lifted-up.
About the author
Danny Scott grew up in an East Midlands mining village, serving his apprenticeship as an engineer on leaving school, before moving to London in the 1980s. After a job in counter (industrial) espionage, he became a private investigator, then a painter and decorator, then an engineer again, before becoming a journalist and interviewing people like Sir Paul McCartney, Mikhail Gorbachev, Usain Bolt and Dave Hill from Slade. He lives in Essex with his wife and their young son.
