Author Archives: Scott

By Scott Barclay Crumbs had fallen, patterning down my chest, a peppery twist of biscuity brown popping against the navy blue dark of my school uniform jumper as they raced each other down folds and creases that were crying out to be ironed flat. There I was sprawled, a young boy returned from battle havingContinue reading “Tennis Origin Story #16: Scott Barclay”