Monday Memories: Beginnings #12 – Growing Up
I wrote two completely inadequate essays in the time allowed, one of which I destroyed. Continue reading Monday Memories: Beginnings #12 – Growing Up
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Monday Memories – Beginnings #11: Big Change Happens
Years later that incident was the inspiration for my book “Summer Day” in which a boy runs away with his sick dog, determined to prevent his father shooting it. Continue reading Monday Memories – Beginnings #11: Big Change Happens
Monday Memories: Beginnings #10 – Extra-curricular
And then there were “twitzers”. This required the victim to hold his hand out with finger tips together and pointing skywards. The edge of the ruler would then be brought down with some force momentarily numbing the finger tips of the victim. Continue reading Monday Memories: Beginnings #10 – Extra-curricular
Monday Memories: Beginnings #9 – Musical Interlude
[in the] Summer [of] 1955 I was, to my surprise, awarded the music prize at the annual speech day. No doubt this was Peck’s way of saying “sorry”. Continue reading Monday Memories: Beginnings #9 – Musical Interlude
Monday Memories – Beginnings #8: Big Changes
I remember two women, nurses or nursing assitants, sorting through, removing the uneaten rotting fruit. I well recall their disgust at the waste. Continue reading Monday Memories – Beginnings #8: Big Changes
Monday Memories: Beginnings #7 – Making Friends
At the end of my first year I was rated in the bottom 3 of 33 pupils in the class. Continue reading Monday Memories: Beginnings #7 – Making Friends
Monday Memories: Beginnings #6 – Leaving Paradise
The cottage did not have a front garden or lawns. It did have a kitchen garden, separated from the cobbled yard by a low stone wall and accessed via a wooden gate. The garden contained fruit trees – apple, damson … Continue reading Monday Memories: Beginnings #6 – Leaving Paradise
Monday Memories – Beginnings #5: Learning the Hard Way
Life at home continued to be more or less idyllic for my sister and I. There were exceptions. I remember, when I was about 6 and my sister a toddler, how I almost blinded her. Continue reading Monday Memories – Beginnings #5: Learning the Hard Way
Monday Memories: Beginnings #4 – Hopes Unfulfilled.
We both learned the importance of give and take in a relationship and the need, sometimes, to relinquish some measure of control over the other. Continue reading Monday Memories: Beginnings #4 – Hopes Unfulfilled.
Monday Memories – Beginnings #3: Making Hay
The smell of the new mown hay filled our nights, changing, as the days pased, from the sweetness of the first cut to the mellow dustiness of the final product. Continue reading Monday Memories – Beginnings #3: Making Hay
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