Harry BawBags Blurt

Identity Crisis!

Getting called BawBags has never bothered me.

In school it gave me an identity or a tag that I needed.

You see my real name is Peter Harrison (Sssh!) – and believe it or not there were 3 Peter Harrisons in the same school as me at the same time – one of them being my cousin.

He was the sporty type – the “Jock” so to speak – always popular – with everyone vying for his attention.

Everyone called him by his first name and everyone called me Harry (as in Harrison).

But that still caused problems cause of the other Peter Harrison – he was slightly higher up in the pecking order than I was also … and his circle of hangers on called him Harry too!!!

So when I gained the name BawBags, as explained in my podcast, I never fought against it.

There was no question who I was when people spoke about me then.

My identity had been forged and it kinda suited the space cadet I was.

But now, at the age of 30, when strangers hear me being called BawBags by all and sundry – what must they think?

The reason I blog about this is that my landlord asked me discreetly about it earlier.

“Harry”, he said “What is this BawBags thing that people call you … is it to do with your past … its a bit presumptious no?”

Well … what do you think?

I Like it.