Autobiography
Holding Hands With Number One
One of the things I miss most is having no one to hold hands with. When I first met my (second, now late) husband John I remember being surprised and...
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Smoker
It is not long, not long now; it somehow drags, deep, drag on a cigarette. Vapour intoxicates your unblemished lungs and fills them. Within it swells...
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The tube
I stand amongst these well groomed men and women. Auburn wax jacket, like mud and scorched grass. Bright teal shirt, the morning sky, when the sun...
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To the Bank
“Inaccessible” is far too strong. “Awkward to get to” is more like it. It’s a quirk of the map to show so many lines of communication around a place...
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Typewritten
Hiding mistakes under the integrated TipEx band with the automatic spell-check function on an electronic machine. Hitting all the keys at once on so...
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Heritage Roses
Happily, within a space of time after my wife's death, some very timely things occurred. Of course the first of these was that our daughter, Freya,...
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Banana custard and scrumped plums
Fruit would appear in the house at different times and for various purposes. We had no fruit bowl. There would never be, say, a bunch of bananas, but...
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It was our home
After you were born I took to walking around the neighbourhood a lot more and I came to love the charming Edwardian villa with the rambling garden...
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Tewkesbury in Gloucestershire and Mr McKissock
This is a place I clearly remember as being a stopping off point on a school trip from Maidenhead in the Thames Valley to Snowdonia National Park in...
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The Witches Came to Swindon
Dear Diary...adventuresome as I was in the 90s, I was led on a journey into the mysterious world of Roald Dahl. It all started when my friend...
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