Monthly Archives: August 2018

Lasting summer days

Posted on 21st August 2018 by Ian

The penultimate week of the school summer holidays had always a feeling of security, there was still a full week as a buffer between the present moment and the dreaded return to school with its loss of the freedom to … Continue reading →

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On not hunting foxes

Posted on 19th August 2018 by Ian

A big dog fox ran across the lane, through a ragged hedge, and across a paddock where it was watched with an indifferent air by a group of horses. In the fading daylight, it was beginning a night’s activity. It … Continue reading →

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Well-built

Posted on 17th August 2018 by Ian

There was a moment of hurt. A local parody website carried a photograph including members of my family. It was labelled, “Autumn Fashion Collection, 1975,” and underneath someone had commented, “ooh, aargh.” My grandfather on whose farm it was taken … Continue reading →

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A whiff of autumn

Posted on 16th August 2018 by Ian

Autumn has come early. There were three bonfires visible yesterday evening, smoke drifted across a field at the front of the house, this morning the rain is heavy and persistent. Perhaps the summer will manage one last gasp before September … Continue reading →

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If I won the Euromillions

Posted on 14th August 2018 by Ian

Standing at the end of the fruit counter in Tesco, out of the way of any other shopper, I ticked off items from the shopping list. “There,” a voice said. Looking up, I realised a woman had placed a large box … Continue reading →

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