Category Archives: Family History

The Fish Knives Box

We used to laugh about the affectation – the Beano-like, Victoria-Wood-ish joke of a family in possession of such finely-packaged airs and graces. Fish knives and fish forks. As if we’d ever sail further out than brought-in battered haddock or … Continue reading

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The Next Few Steps

In the first window of the charity shop there’s an acoustic guitar. A make I don’t recognise and the price is just a little high. In the next few steps I think about how Dad’s going into care for a … Continue reading

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The Clearout at the End of the Notebook

Rationalising the contents of the little brick sheds. In the opening scenes, a Tennents Lager ashtray hits me soundly on the head. Slapstick or hospital drama. There are boxes on boxes of old branded glassware: some for brands which barely saw … Continue reading

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For the Hell of it

Over on the socials, I’m in a group page with a shared interest in the area where I grew up. Somebody recently posted their recollection of a certain nun – one who was bolted to our church and was also … Continue reading

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Christmas Green

I was thinking of a way to write about a particular feeling of Christmas, when I came upon this old piece I never posted (least, I don’t think so). Turns out it says pretty much everything I wanted to say … Continue reading

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Vanishing Points

While Dad disappears into his dementia – absent from words and from recency, the football results too now slipping by – Mum is visibly shrinking in size, so that even in the layers of winter clothes – a hat she … Continue reading

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Lines about Carl Larsson

There’s a nice naughtiness in drawing a line between the Swedish artist Carl Larsson and the Sunday Express cartoonist ‘Giles’. (An additional niceness to find his first name, too, was Carl.) I grew up with those newspaper cartoons and the paperback annuals … Continue reading

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