Author Archives: memoirsofahusk

Tangled up. Sometimes in blue

‘You’re keeping busy’, someone said to me to me this week, as if I were a retired person going on serial coach trips. Not that there’s anything wrong with coach trips. Especially if they involve drinking illicit alcohol on the … Continue reading

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People who need people

‘Wait a second, love,’ said the woman in front of me at the Co-op to the man who’d just paid for his shopping. ‘Let me put my shopping through on your loyalty card. I’ve lost mine, someone may as well … Continue reading

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Of birds and ponds, of war and peace

Walking round one of my intangible charms, in the first week of the new year, I was struck by a sound. Loud, persistent – and arguably cheerful. ‘Tea-too, tea-too, tea-too,’ sang a bird in full voice. As plangent a sound … Continue reading

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Charms

I’ve been collecting charms for the last few years. Metaphorical ones, not silver. I’ve plenty of those– and I rarely wear the bracelet. It was a present from my parents when I was little. A special request when no doubt … Continue reading

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Missing the dark

Memory of the Solstice fades. The comfort of those longed-for days of lessening light, increasing night. I love that time of year – but then, I’m one of the lucky ones. With a home, heating, and warm clothes. A plentiful … Continue reading

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Three winters’ tales, of darkness and light

Part 3: And now, a time for dancing The small market town awakens to Christmas Eve. The longest night may have passed, but still the morning is late in arriving. Snow has fallen overnight, coating the footpaths with thin white … Continue reading

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Three Winters’ Tales, of Darkness and Light

Part 2 A middling time, of fire and frost The thudding of hoofs echoes through woodland glades. A horn blows, a shout goes up. A deer falls and the huntsmen rejoice with cheers and laughter. The forest that once, in … Continue reading

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