The first thing you notice about Kurt is his piercing blue eyes. He has peroxide hair in between two styles and two colours, blond with darker roots. It looks like he’s growing it in with signs of a shorter, more sensible crop from about six months before.
He looks undernourished, slightly sick, as if needing or just recovering from surgery. At the time, I didn’t know about his prescribed medication.
As a supposedly hyperactive four-year-old, he was prescribed Ritalin for a period of three months and later in life, unrelated painful stomach problems would require ongoing medical monitoring.
He wore gloves with the ends cut off, an Oxfam raincoat and a cardigan with holes in it.
He preferred roll-ups rather than filtered cigarettes. I watched as he expertly created a perfectly formed homemade cigarette.