Category Archives: Thinking, or ranting, or both

Oh dear. I can’t be bothered

You’d never think it was winter. Windy, yes, but not exactly freezing.  And so many golfers out today. Wearing black. Littering the landscape like crows on a field. And here, inside our tree-house, our weekend-golfer-viewing gallery, it’s cosy, warm and … Continue reading

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A bicycle, a gate and a lawnmower. Scratching beneath the surface of suburbia

I’m out on my bike. A gorgeous day – cold and crisp as a shiny new apple, fresh from the fridge. Wearing my helmet, of course, so can’t exactly feel the wind in my hair, but never mind. ‘Urrreugh.’ I … Continue reading

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Five have fun in Africa. A lost work by Enid Blyton?

‘Africa 2013. Countdown to the Rains.’ ‘Africa’? Just, ‘Africa’? OK, so it’s a common form of shorthand. But not one you find in Europe. I mean, imagine it, ‘Europe 2013: snow’s on its way. Join us as the ski season … Continue reading

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Above us, only sky?

I’m sitting at my desk. Tears are close to the surface. I’m having trouble identifying keys that aren’t in the direct glow of the screen. I keep pressing ‘insert’ instead of ‘delete’ and my words start vanishing as I type, … Continue reading

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In paradisum

It’s the long hot summer of 1976. June. Finals are over, at last. I wave a temporary farewell to my friend Ros. She’s looking forward to the autumn, a postgraduate course in Cambridge. To holidaying in France with her brother. … Continue reading

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When I grow up

‘Fashion designers have those,’ says the little girl, looking up at me as I tromp down the stairs. She’s standing beside the mannequin I bought in a local dress shop’s closing-down sale. ‘I’d like to be a fashion designer when … Continue reading

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Taboo? (I’m talking about Jesus)

Do you cringe when someone mentions Jesus in polite conversation? I’ll admit it – I do. Not because I want to, or choose to, but because – well – I don’t really know. It’s an unconscious reaction. I’ve never been … Continue reading

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