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Blessings
The Hallowquest card for this week’s work has been The White Hart (the Lovers in a traditional deck) – and, truly, this has been a hugely strong influence this week – particularly this weekend. Love...
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Flash Fiction: 6 and 300, Weekly Writing Challenge
http://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_writing_challenge/flash-fiction/ My first go at this is a succinct wee sixer in which I sum up my life. Autobiography pared back to the bones: Hatched, Thursday;...
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Obituaries
How will we be remembered once we have passed from this plane of existence? And, perhaps even more to the point, how would we wish to be remembered by loved ones? I confess that I spend a certain...
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Frizzle My Whiskers!
Originally written on December 4th, 2012, this sorry tale takes us back to Christmas 1978 – and a Near Death By Dog true experience… On the Fourth Day of Advent… I went through the magical childhood...
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Puberty? Womanhood? No thanks!
I developed early. Oh! Not freakishly so, not periods at nine, full set at ten type scenario – but plenty early enough to seriously annoy and inconvenience the tomboy I was in those days. Bosoms...
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Too close an identification?
I know what it feels like to be grabbed when you don’t want to be; I know the terror of a man looming out of the darkness of nowhere and everywhere, and the confusion of intent; I know what it …...
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Death of a father : Speakeasy # 165
Speakeasy # 165 He had become fragile, unstable. The comas were accelerating. Mealtimes and night-times had been enclaves of fear, for years, decades even. Not his fault. He did not ask for the trauma...
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Underwhelmed by the Grandchildren!!
I think many of us feel guilty when we struggle to bond with relatives. It seems an appalling indictment of our basic humanity; it feels as if there must be something wrong with us. But such feelings...
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Little Girl Lost
http://www.yeahwrite.me/speakeasy/fiction-challenge-badges-168/ “When did you know you were lost?” he asked. I start to cry. He looks big and a bit scruffy and scary. My mummy told me not to talk to...
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Monty Woodhouse, Dunkirk, Korea and Crete : a brief family-relatedhistory
For a brief time in the early sixties, my father worked as a Conservative Agent for Sir Montague (Monty) Woodhouse. I have always known this. What I did not know, however, was that Monty Woodhouse was...
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Running into tears
This has happened before, though not in recent months. Music, as I have said before, triggers deep emotions in me – and often dredges up the tears nothing else can reach. I had dropped a close friend...
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The True Cost
This week marks the hundred year anniversary of the start of World War 1 – and I have to ask this question: What have we learned from that grim reaping of much of a generation of males? Other, that is,...
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Loved Siblings
Left to right: Ali, Roo, James, Jo, Lucy. This meeting happened almost exactly a year ago, after six years of pointless feuding and anguish. So many wasted months, so many family occasions blighted by...
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Petrified
I am extremely anxious once more. The reasons are irrelevant as far as the blog is concerned – but they have triggered a memory from 1974. PETRIFIED:Dictionary Definition: stunned or dazed with horror...
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Harlequin
I am a patchwork coat of many-coloured diamonds, each one taken from a different garment stretching back through the vast oaken dressing-up-box of time. Look closely and you will see! Ah! the bright...
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My Ghost Twin
Ever since I was a little girl, I have been convinced that I once had a twin – a male twin, with curly hair and blue-grey eyes like mine – who died or dissolved or something. I am quite sure … Continue...
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Learning from pain…
I think it is often true that our most painful, difficult and stressful times teach us the most necessary and valuable lessons – and that, in fact, the placement of such problems is no coincidence:...
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The Family That Sneezes Together, Stays Together…
My mother has Alzheimer’s Disease, sad to relate, and has been in a home since 2008. She is deteriorating and we know that she may not last a great deal longer. She is at the end of her life’s span …...
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Old Essays
How strange! How nostalgia-inducing! How…bonding! Let me explain… Si has just started his A’levels – forty years after I started mine. Last night, we were talking about writing essays. He’s not overly...
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My mother: a natural musician
My mother was one of the most talented untaught musicians it has ever been my pleasure to meet. Possessed of a beautiful soprano singing voice, she had an inbuilt vibrato and soared gloriously above...
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