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Nearly Mother’s Day

Last Sunday I accused my son and partner of forgetting it was Mother’s day. It wasn’t. I had the day wrong. They said, it’s next week. I said, google it. They did. They were right. Maybe they had thought of … Continue reading

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Mad Mother

In my attempt to not embarrass him, I keep my cool.   There are stairs at the entrance to the sign-in area for the GATE visual arts testing all-day workshop. Deliver me from evil. This is not supposed to be … Continue reading

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from “The North London Book of the Dead” by Will Self

“I suppose that the form my bereavement took after my mother died was fairly conventional. Initially I was shocked. Her final illness was mercifully quick, but harrowing. Cancer tore through her body as if it were late for an important … Continue reading

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Thinking about Spencer

Thinking about Spencer.   I am not supposed to be doing this. I am supposed to be studying. But somehow the picture that his owner, Janet, gave me as a thank you for my assistance in his leaving this world, … Continue reading

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Waiting for the Miracle – Revisited

Today I spoke to 150 or so veterinary science and biology students as part of their professional life series. I have an interesting story to tell and they sat and listened. At the end of a lecture, that talked of … Continue reading

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Empty Nest

  The Robinia is still recovering from the storm. The edges of its fragile leaves are brown and bruised. It is not how it usually looks in summer. It is autumnal, bedraggled. The Willy Wag tail nest is still there. … Continue reading

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Roger Angell on Loss

Roger Angell, writing in the New Yorker, says it all perfectly… “My wife, Carol, doesn’t know that President Obama won reelection last Tuesday, carrying Ohio and Pennsylvania and Colorado, and compiling more than three hundred electoral votes. She doesn’t know … Continue reading

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I think of her everyday. I have a bookmark, made for her funeral, loose in the console of my car. As I drive to work and stop at the lights I handle the glossy card. The picture is of her … Continue reading

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