BP’s Back Catalogue of Personal Stories

Personal stories from BP’s back catalogue (we are adding to this section over the coming weeks Nov 2015….

 

My Family in Chains: My parents affair with heroin.

A moving story solely written by an 11 year old girl who had grown up with both her parents drug dependant and often witnessing both mum and dad struggling with very problematic drug related issues. Her maturity writing this article is deeply moving, especially considering she was never able to share her family’s ‘secret’ with anyone and yet she clearly strives so hard to try and understand her parents situation, despite its probable incomprehensibility to young children.  Beautifully written, not to be missed.

Dealer’s Discuss

Here’s a chat with a few of the people doing the biz, day in and day out, they haggle and hassle (and we cough up and complain)…But by and large, dealer’s are just like us, most are just trying to keep their own habits going without resorting to ‘other methods’.  Check out our intimate conversations with three types of ordinary street dealers.

Degrees of Separation 

 The decision to go into Rehab might seem like a hard one, but it’s nothing compared to what comes next…Caro Stanford writes about the long old road through rehabilitation

Last Train to Woking

I just came across this story on an old blog of ours, written by BP Magazine’s co-founder Chris Drouet. It’s hillarious, and a nod back to the old days of Diconal which were so popular in the UK during the 1980’s. My darling Chris overdosed in 2009, a huge loss -but it has made me start thinking about logging all the material from the back issues on this site, as there is some really classic stuff there. Anyway, over to Chris…

The Ashes from Phoenix

Here’s another comic tragedy from Chris’s earlier escapades…”I had been on remand in Brixton prison for almost four months and it was time to take the necessary steps to minimise the likelihood of yet another custodial sentence….”

The Belly of the Beast

A story from way back in our early issues (2 or 3?) Peter VanDerKloot writes about what it was like back in the day -1970’s and ’80’s New York City, when queues for heroin went around the block and people were kept in line by guys with baseball bats, chanting “Cop and bop”! No kidding, read on…

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