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Category Archives: Unreliable memories
The smell of virtue comes from a tin
On Good Friday, we visited family graves placing flowers. Some of the stones and surround were in need of a clean. Dirt and lichens had obscured the names of the departed, so last Tuesday one of my sisters and I … Continue reading
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Sarson Days
We had fish and chips in a Temple Bar restaurant for lunch. They took forty-five minutes to serve them. The portion of fish was more batter than fish, the chips were more like the starch sticks they call ‘fries’ than … Continue reading
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Writing essays on plastic
Did everyone face such questions in schooldays? The challenge to write a composition on a topic chosen from a list provided by the teacher. The list would include topics such as ‘plastic’, the intention, presumably to have provided an impetus … Continue reading
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Waiting for the Tuesday after Easter
It is nearly half a century ago. ‘Tracy Swalk, there’s a letter here from Tracy Swalk.’ My ten year old sister was intrigued at the arrival of letters bearing the postmark of Stourport-on-Severn, a town in the English Midlands, even … Continue reading
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I wish I had done that
Of course, the work was always presented as an act of charity, a great kindness on the part of the trustees who had invested their own money in the establishment of the schools. It would have seemed almost querulous to … Continue reading
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