The Sincerest For Of Poetry
Apprenticed To My Mother
Walking Into Trouble
Dead Flies and Sherry Trifle
The Last Will Of Sven Andersen
Booms And Busts
Buster & Moo
Salisbury Square
My Father and Other Liars
Life In A Conversation
Life, in a Grain of Sand
Life In A Flash
Category Archives: family
That First Time
There’s a lot of difficult stuff in the news just now and normally I rise above it. But sometimes, amongst the flippancy and frivolity, there’s different emotion lurking and I was drawn to this piece about my first experiences of … Continue reading
Aunts, Ancient And Modern #familymemories
PG Woodhouse was clear about how devilish Aunts could be in his fabulous Bertie Wooster books. I’ve been lucky with my aunts, both of them are alive and well and with power to add to the gaiety of nations. But … Continue reading
Toe To Toe, Cheek To Cheek
The Textiliste and I have been dancing for many years now and have developed a decent repertoire of Latin and Ballroom classics. There’s this myth about dancing, that the man leads. Fortunately same sex dancing has knocked that on its … Continue reading
Posted in family, marriage, memories, miscellany, thought piece
Tagged dance, marriage, memories, thought piece
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November 11th And Giving Thanks To A Small Statue And Many, Many Men And Women #remembranceday
My brother, the Archaeologist wrote this piece for my blog back in 2014 when we were thinking about the 100th anniversary of the start of that god-awful conflict. On this day of days, a unusually mild and beautiful November here … Continue reading
Posted in family, France, memories, WW1
Tagged family, Gordon Le Pard, Joan of Arc, memories, November 11th, Perry Francis, remembrance day, WW1
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The Secret Diary Of A Fof, Revisited Part Third
Readers of this blog may have picked up on the forthcoming nuptials for my son. Two years ago my daughter wed a delightful young man. In the run up to that event I imagined an alternate scenario which led to … Continue reading
The Secret Diary Of A FOF (revisited) Part Second
Readers of this blog may have picked up on the forthcoming nuptials for my son. Two years ago my daughter wed a delightful young man. In the run up to that event I imagined an alternate scenario which led to … Continue reading
Fallible, Focused, Funny #father’sday
Three words for my father, dad, the old man, that ********* arse, silly bugger… They do say that eventually you realise your parents have feet of clay. With mum it took decades to appreciate she might need an upgrade to … Continue reading
commuting with the devil #work #travel #nightmares
In the last few days, my son has acquired a Brompton, which for the uninitiated is a fold up bike so he can commute to work. He’s dead chuffed, mostly because he sourced it at a discount (his mother’s genes). … Continue reading
Posted in family, humour, memories, miscellany
Tagged commuting, cycling, humour, memories, work
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Punch #dog #memory
Funny old world. I was with the Vet and the Pest Controller who were looking at a house they might buy and we passed a dog. A boxer. I’d fallen behind them – for some reason I’d felt the urge … Continue reading
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