"Brendon Gallacher" Jackie Kay

Brendon Gallacher He was seven and I was six, my Brendon Gallacher. He was Irish and I was Scottish, my Brendon Gallacher. His father was in prison; he was a cat burglar. My father was communist party full-time worker. He had six brothers and I had one, my Brendon Gallacher. He would hold my hand and take me by the river where we'd talk all about his family being poor. He'd get his mum out of Glasgow when he got older. A wee holiday some place nice. Some place far. I'd tell my mum about my Brendon Gallacher. How his mum drank and his daddy was a cat burglar. And she'd say, 'why not have him round to dinner?' No, no, I'd say he's got big holes in his trousers. I like meeting him by the burn in the open air. Then one day after we'd been friends for two years, One day when it was pouring and I was indoors, my mum says to me, 'I was talking to Mrs Moir who lives next door to your Brendon Gallacher Didn't you say his address was 24 Novar? She says there are no Gallachers at 24 Novar There never have been any Gallachers next door.' And he died then, my Brendon Gallacher, flat out on my bedroom floor, his spiky hair, his impish grin, his funning flapping ear. O Brendon. Oh my Brendon Gallacher. Jackie Kay

Jackie Kay – The Poet

Her Story Jackie Kay was born in Edinburgh, Scotland in 1961 to a Scottish mother and a Nigerian father.

Her Story She was adopted by a white couple at birth and was brought up in Glasgow.

Her Story She was very bright and studied at the Royal Scottish Academy of Music and Drama and Stirling University where she read English.

Her Writing The experience of being adopted by and growing up within a white family inspired her first collection of poetry, The Adoption Papers (1991).

Her Story She has won many awards and has written books, poems and drama.

Her Story She left Scotland partly because of her feeling that she wanted a more accepting environment for her son, Matthew, who was born in 1988.

Her Story She moved to London and took various jobs including cleaning and hospital portering. Jackie Kay lives in Manchester

Brendon Gallacher ‘Brendon Gallacher’ is about an imaginary childhood friend. Her poems reflect her own life (autobiographical)

Brendon Gallacher Jackie Kay may have had a fairly difficult childhood. "Brendon Gallacher" shows us what it must be like to be very lonely as a child.

Brendon Gallacher She creates a special imaginary friend and lies to her mother.

"Brendon Gallacher" 'Brendon Gallacher' is set in the past tense. This is Jackie Kay looking back on the moment. This gives it a story like quality. The idea of a story is supported by the repeated use of 'one day' in the poem.

"Brendon Gallacher" Every line of five five-line stanzas is cleverly rhymed on an r-sound. This emphasises (accentuates) the Scottish accent. The repetition of his name reminds us of a childhood rhyme or skipping game.

"Brendon Gallacher" In “Brendon Gallacher” the language is simple and natural.

He was seven and I was six, my Brendon Gallacher. The first stanza details the contrasting backgrounds of the poet and her imaginary friend. The use of the words she and I make the contrasts stand out. Different ages He was seven and I was six, my Brendon Gallacher. He was Irish and I was Scottish, my Brendon Gallacher. His father was in prison; he was a cat burglar. My father was communist party full-time worker. He had six brothers and I had one, my Brendon Gallacher. Different nationalities Different family sizes

He would hold my hand and take me by the river A sense of innocence and a need for physical contact He appears to be in charge, he takes her He would hold my hand and take me by the river where we'd talk all about his family being poor. He'd get his mum out of Glasgow when he got older. A wee holiday some place nice. Some place far. I'd tell my mum about my Brendon Gallacher. A nice, thoughtful person Liked to tell her mother, possibly shock her – could be to get attention.

How his mum drank and his daddy was a cat burglar. We see a young poet’s imagination developing as she makes up a detailed background for her imaginary friend. Even his parents have romantic lives as a “drunk” and a “cat burglar”. He seems to have a far more interesting life, she makes him sound exciting. How his mum drank and his daddy was a cat burglar. And she'd say, 'why not have him round to dinner?‘ No, no, I'd say he's got big holes in his trousers. I like meeting him by the burn in the open air. Then one day after we'd been friends for two years Humorous – small problem compared to the others Indicates the coming change in mood

One day when it was pouring and I was indoors, Links weather to change in mood Repetition creates tension One day when it was pouring and I was indoors, my mum says to me, 'I was talking to Mrs Moir who lives next door to your Brendon Gallacher Didn't you say his address was 24 Novar? She says there are no Gallachers at 24 Novar He only exists for her

There never have been any Gallachers next door.' He only exists in her imagination There never have been any Gallachers next door.' And he died then, my Brendon Gallacher, flat out on my bedroom floor, his spiky hair, his impish grin, his funny flapping ear. O Brendon. Oh my Brendon Gallacher Fond memories He can’t exist any more because her mother has proved he doesn’t mourning

"Brendon Gallacher" The poem "Brendon Gallacher" has a melodramatic ending. The ending shows that not everything ends 'happily ever after' in reality.