Downtuned to Nowhere: A Metalhead’s Journey. Part 2: Too Old to Rock'n'Roll, Too Young To Die

I posted earlier this month back about my long love affair, dating back to my teenage years, with heavy metal in general, and Metallica in particular. Very little of this has come out in my fiction, although I’m sure with a little more imagination I could do something about that: - Darling, I â€" - No, Celia, don’t say anything. Not now. - But darling, I have to tell you. I can’t keep it a secret any longer. You see, I â€" - What? What is it, Celia? - I’m … I’m leaving you, Clive. I’m leaving you