Category Archives: Thinking, or ranting, or both

People who need people

Posted on February 2, 2018 by memoirsofahusk

‘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

Posted on January 24, 2018 by memoirsofahusk

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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Relative

Posted on November 17, 2017 by memoirsofahusk

I’m thinking about time. A subject about which I am very dubious. I’m not sure I really believe in it. But earthly time, as measured in hours and days and weeks, does have its practical impacts. I now have a … Continue reading →

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What lies beneath

Posted on November 10, 2017 by memoirsofahusk

I asked permission to take a picture at the fracture clinic in our local hospital yesterday. At first I couldn’t decide how I felt about the poppy, the symbol of remembrance for those who died in conflict, serving their country.  … Continue reading →

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A graveyard’s cure

Posted on October 31, 2017 by memoirsofahusk

Our local cemetery is about a third of the way between our house and the nearest shops. It’s a beautiful place. Serene. Full of love and grief, of stories barely told. Today, of necessity walking to the shops, thanks to … Continue reading →

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Me too? This must stop

Posted on October 20, 2017 by memoirsofahusk

Please forgive this deeply personal post – it’s been fermenting a long time and now is the time to post it, if ever. It’s longer than my usual pieces – but shorter than it could have been by many miles. … Continue reading →

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On loneliness and ear-worms

Posted on October 3, 2017 by memoirsofahusk

Where do ear-worms live, do you suppose? An ear-worm farm? Fed on the wasted energy of YouTubers? Wherever it came from, it’s been about about three weeks since a big, fat, Gilbert O’Sullivan ear worm crawled into my internal sound … Continue reading →

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