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: memories
Going Back, Going Forward.
I’m not very good at reunions. I get oddly apprehensive. But last night my old firm of lawyers had a dinner for retired partners in their new offices in the City of London. They now occupy ten floors of an … Continue reading
Wordle, Smurdle
Yet another friend drives me batty with a pic of their daily wordle success. Like I care. Still, I’m not one to chirp; I hate to miss my daily sudoku fix, my preference being the killer version, the trickier the … Continue reading
Yoghurt And Other Savings
When the pandemic hit, we took note of the early shortages: toilet rolls, flour and gravel (some recipe; goodness knows what the cakes tasted like but I doubt they rose much). We planted veg and we made our own yoghurt … Continue reading
Posted in families, gardening, memories
Tagged family, Gran, memories, selling, vegetables
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Counting On It #memories
I was chatting to a friend who asked – oddly, many do – if I’d been turned onto this Wordle thingummy yet. No, I replied, I’m a loyal Sudokan which may be a made up word but sounds rather cool … Continue reading
The Ifit
A weekend of the occasional catering reminded me of one of my mother’s enduring lessons in the kitchen… The Ifit. What’s an Ifit? Well, it’s a made up word that goes back to my mum (as well as being useful … Continue reading
Posted in cooking, memories, miscellany, philosophy
Tagged cooking, mum, philosophy, the Ifit
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My Decades – The Sixties. Nursery
In this occasional series I will mine a few memories which may eventually end up as a sort of dodgy memoir. I stumbled into the 1960s aged 3 and a few beats. Here I explore my nursery schooling and getting … Continue reading
The Bliss Of Lorna
A post by Graeme Cummings, here on Eight Albums made me think about concerts I’ve been to. Some good (Coldplay, Dire Straits, The Average White Band, ELO, Eddie and the Hot Rods… hmm well) and many crap. This was, well, … Continue reading
Mechanised Farts: The Motorcycle Years
I’ve owned several cycles, from the barely functional to the state of the art (and crashed every one, with or without the assistance of others). I’ve owned several cars (and dented them – I’m especially talented at ripping wingmirrors off … Continue reading
Posted in bicycling, humour, memories, miscellany, travel
Tagged humour, memories, motorbike, travel
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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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