The Scottish Books Trust is running a project at the moment – Rebel – and I was asked by the Gaelic Books Council to write a prose story for it.
The aim of the project is to encourage people to write. It has to be personal. It has to be true.
I spent a good few weeks thinking about what I would write. At first, I was thinking about my great-grandfather who was – truly – a rebel, training with the Irish Volunteers in Baillieston near Glasgow in the time after the Easter Rising. I’ve written about him before.
But, in the end, I decided to write about the campaign to save Calder Street Baths – and the day when the police appeared to evict the campaigners.
I was involved at the time. In this picture – that appeared in The Herald – I’m sitting on the right, a police horse having just stepped over my head.