Category Archives: Unreliable memories

Shadows of the chapel?

The evenings have noticeably drawn in: a quarter to nine and the sun is setting. The shadows stretch long along the road and memories come of childhood games of trying stepping on the shadows of others and imagining, Peter Pan-like, … Continue reading

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Facing down the taxman

Turning off the road, I stopped at the gate to my uncle’s yard. The gate was fastened to an adjoining gate by a piece of red twine, not an unusual occurrence, gates and twine frequently combine in these parts. However, … Continue reading

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A privy place

“Privy” announces the sign at the Halfway House pub at Pitney. The toilets beyond are Twenty-First Century, but the word “privy” captures the mood of the place. Uncle Clem would have laughed at the sign. Uncle Clem lived in Pitney … Continue reading

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Summer land people

No-one is certain of the origin of the county name of Somerset. It seems old English, perhaps meaning the people who lived around Somerton. The meaning of Somerton is equally uncertain, perhaps the summer farmstead. Convention that the county name … Continue reading

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Conversations with ten year olds

Ninety Year 5 students came to visit the school today, with all the cheer and enthusiasm for life that only ten year olds can have. They talked about all sorts, telling me about their school and their summer holidays. One … Continue reading

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