Category Archives: Unreliable memories

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 →

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 →

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 →

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 →

Were it not for the pandemic, these days would be a time for hunt meets all around the country. Hunting foxes with hounds might be illegal, but riding to hounds seems as popular as it ever was. Fox hunting was … Continue reading →