Rapscallion Magazine Feature: no booze, no cigs and no late nights – but an enjoyable week in Nice only marred by a horrific road accident
By Harry Mottram: It was the first holiday Linda and I had taken in two years – a week in…
Rapscallion Magazine Feature: Mermaid gowns, Empire lines and writing under the names of Miranda and Sharon – a brief resume of my ten years as editor of Beautiful Brides Magazine
Jan 2, 2025 By Harry Mottram: The features editor of the Western Daily Press asked if I could write a feature on wedding…
Rapscallion Magazine Feature: Mermaid gowns, Empire lines and writing under the names of Miranda and Sharon – a brief resume of my ten years as editor of Beautiful Brides Magazine
By Harry Mottram: The features editor of the Western Daily Press asked if I could write a feature on wedding…
Rapscallion Magazine Feature: some notes on an enduring love for Dinbych-y-pysgod (Tenby)
By Harry Mottram: The rain came down and another Sunday afternoon was drifting away towards the dreaded Monday morning and work.…
Rapscallion Magazine Feature: Cider, cigarettes and Letraset… confessions of a 70s art student
By Harry Mottram: One pint of cider for 30p and you began to slur your words. Three pints and it…
Rapscallion Magazine Feature: a very British ascent of ben Nevis with cheese sandwiches, Gulab Jamun sweets, precipitous paths and er… the Poo Rock
This article is from 2022 By Harry Mottram: Wet, bedraggled and miserable: not us but one of the first couples…
Feature: fearing death, a cocktail of drugs and losing a stone and a half – how my life changed for ever in a field in the middle of the night
By Harry Mottram: On August 17th, 2024, I had a heart attack in the middle of the night in my…
Rapscallion Magazine Feature: the life and times of that stalwart of British comedy – the Spiv – the cheeky anti-authoritarian character working the black economy selling dodgy goods
Harry Mottram has a suitcase full of demob suits. Here he relates his life as a spiv I once sold…
Rapscallion Magazine Feature: Cider, cigarettes and Letraset… confessions of a 70s art student
By Harry Mottram: One pint of cider for 30p and you began to slur your words. Three pints and it was…
Rapscallion Magazine Feature: cider, cigarettes and Letraset… confessions of a 70s art student
By Harry Mottram: One pint of cider for 30p and you began to slur your words. Three pints and it was…