In 2000 and 2001, we did several outreach initiatives in Ibiza. One of our team members was a guy called David Blair. In the 70's and 80's Dave was involved with crime in the Manchester area. Dave is an old school type ex-villain, a larger than life character! When he left Manchester, David moved to Carlisle. He felt his life no longer had value. The only value he had ever known was the respect that he had received as a criminal.
Your Marks Make You Unique
If you'd been reading the newspaper that day, you'd have read the article yourself. It was about Jessica.
A Lesson from My Prison Tattoos
Like most people, I've done things that I regret. One of the more regrettable was to get tattoos. Each of my tattoos was done at a different stage in my life, and each one carries its own memory.
A Lesson Learned from My Night Club Experience at The Haçienda
If you'd have been there, you'd have experienced it for yourself. It was the night I went into The Haçienda night club for the very first time. It was May 1982, and it was the first week the club had opened.
Lift the Lid of Your Limitations
It was graduation day. After it was over, I went to my room and opened the door. An envelope was lying on the floor, and I picked it up. It had my name handwritten on it. It was my writing.
You Are More Than Insurable!
If you'd been listening on our house phone, you'd have heard the conversation for yourself. That day I'd been ringing around for home insurance.
Aligning with Your Assignment
Soon after becoming a Christian in 1995, I had an overwhelming sense that God had a specific purpose for my life, even though I didn’t know what it was. I remember saying to Alan, the church leader, ‘What is it that I can do for God’? He replied, ‘It’s not what you can do for God, it’s what God wants you to do’.
Value Yourself & Put a High Price On You!
I opened my eyes and my vision was blurred. I was lying on my back, and I was moving at a quick rate. My eyes began to slowly focus. At first, I saw the blurred outline of the lights in the ceiling passing by. Then a women’s face came into view. I shook my head, and then realised that it was a nurse. She was young and slim with red lipstick. She said ‘Barry, you’re in Manchester General Hospital. You came in earlier today, and when you arrived, you were pronounced DOA, dead on arrival.’ I looked down at my chest, and saw that it was covered with bruises where the doctors had used the resuscitator.
DJs Doing It Differently
For those of you who have read my book or heard me speak, you are already aware that dance music used to play a big part in my life. I have spent countless hours practicing, perfecting the art of playing two tunes simultaneously in time and in key. After endless hours of practice, I got there; I was finally able to mix in time and in key.