Category Archives: Memories

Disappointment

What is disappointment? I know it now. Having failed my oral Animal Behaviour membership exam the feeling is of huge disappointment. The word is not being enough. We are driving in the Byron hinterland when my friend calls my mobile … Continue reading

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Hemming Grey School Trousers

Today I have traces of my mother running through me. For lunch I cooked corn fritters. Jasper ate them like I did at his age – pulling them apart with his fingers and dunking them in mayonnaise. After we might … Continue reading

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Vinculum

Today I learnt what was a vinculum. It is the kind of thing you might learn when you help an eleven year old with his maths prior to a test. Yes I remembered what was a denominator and even a … Continue reading

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Fear of Falling

When orderlies move the non-ambulatory patient they slide their hands between the person and the bedding. It is a delicate, intimate thing to do. To touch someone there. But not just touch – hold and lift. Support. On my count, … Continue reading

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The Need

somethings just need there is an ache there is a want to write without punctuation, without capitals. No stops. No starts. just on and on like drawing without lifting the pen without an eraser the dog just sleeps. endlessly so … Continue reading

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A Finnish Sock Knitter and The Marine Mammal Researchers

Rottnest. This year we have new comers. Old friends have new partners. But even though couples have split, friendships are secure. They’re those thirty year friendships that, like good wine, age and mature. They become deeper, richer, more satisfying. There … Continue reading

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Nearly there…

The year has a way of picking up speed at the end.   Like a train with failing brakes – headlong down the mountain. Where’s the man with the Mars Bar when you need him?   Today is one of … Continue reading

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Barbara Arrowsmith Young

It is a winter’s night, but not cold. Barbara Arrowsmith Young tells us of her usual winter’s night in Canada where temperatures hover around minus forty. I wonder if she is speaking Fahrenheit or celsius. Either way it is nothing … Continue reading

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Dealing with Disappointment

I decide to ring the Department of Education because it is mid way through August and we are supposed to hear about Jasper’s application in August. I don’t really expect to be given a result on the phone, and so … Continue reading

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On Attenborough…

He is eighty-seven years old. Just beneath his skin, by his collar-bone, sits a pace maker  – good for another twenty-five years. He would, if he could. Pale blue chambray shirt, camel trousers. His uniform. His left leg is especially … Continue reading

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