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Monthly Archives: January 2022
Small boys on bikes
Buses to the city centre run through the estate, travelling in via one road and out along another. The bus route roads have mini-roundabouts at their junctions with other roads. Walking back from school, two small boys on bicycles were … Continue reading
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On being alone
Looking in the mirror, I sometimes see a small boy looking back at me. The boy looks curious, wondering what his older self has become. How many things did he not foresee? I remember a story told by a man … Continue reading
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A dog’s death
Holly, the much-loved terrier of friends, had her last day today. There was a sense of heartbreak watching her lying in her basket when I visited last night. The gentle and friendly animal who had spent eleven of her fifteen … Continue reading
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Snapping life
A school trip to the Baltic in 1974 brought the disapproval of my paternal grandmother: I had used seven rolls of film to take photographs. The visit had included Copenhagen, Malmo, Gotland and Leningrad (as Saint Petersburg was known at … Continue reading
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The advent of No 3 days
The pandemic has not been without its benefits. I no longer have to pay for a haircut. The clippers I bought during the first lockdown enable my hair to stay at a uniform No 3 length. From time to time, … Continue reading
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