Category Archives: Unreliable memories

Called back to the world of Janis Ian

The two songs were introduced with the comment, “here’s two from 1979.” Trying to recall the year concerned, I was not sure either of the recordings dated from that time of transition. Neither had the edginess of the closing days … 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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Who do you really support?

A teacher was absent and no cover had been sent. One of the boys asked if he could leave the classroom as he had caught sight of me passing in the corridor. I had a free lesson, so stood and … Continue reading

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Not going to Westward Ho!

Spending eleven days in Somerset, there were moments of temptation to get in the car and to drive. To go to places that were filled with memories of childhood, places that were unalloyed in the happiness of their recall. Then … Continue reading

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