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New year, last year.
This morning 17 has gone to enrol in her final year at college. So have thousands of others, yes, at the same college, it is a pretty big place. She won’t actually begin classes until the beginning of...
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Daydream.
The morning called her and she rose from her bed, ready to be refreshed by breakfast. She followed her routine. Breakfast eaten, feeling refuelled, she lay down again, amongst the blankets that...
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Pacing through the early hours.
There is a point in the night when it turns into the early hours of morning. That point, I think, differs dependant on the person and the reason for being awake. There’s the getting up early to make an...
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Back to school. Mostly.
Today 17 returned to college, her final year before uni. 14 heads back tomorrow. Today she had her final day of just lazing and doing her thing. I have told her she is back at school tomorrow, I got...
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Coming home.
Let’s go on a little trip from then to now. When I was 18 I left my family home to go to University. After travelling for 18 hours and meeting a brand new friend who was willing to collect me from...
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Studies, home offices and box rooms.
Before leaving for work this morning Hub blithely walked into a minefield. He did it with unalloyed innocence and a smile on his face, one could say that’s not a bad way to meet one’s doom. As a slow,...
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The night before.
Long ago I would walk past a row of houses and wonder about the people who lived in them. One in particular always struck me, it looked to be lived in by people a little older. I imagined them in...
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Renew
Hi. Well, we haven’t done this for a while, have we? For some reason November drifted away and the bustle of December took hold and in the midst of all that this blog was ignored. Now we are in a whole...
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Ten years.
Ten years ago today I had a ‘phone call from my mother at 8.30 on what was that year a Saturday night to say my father had died. Today I called her to let her know I was thinking of her. While I did a...
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Conversations
In the stillness and the hush the conversations are silent. The children are grown, boys at university, girls at school and college, husband is at work. There is only the faint rustling of a playful...
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1st August, my father’s birthday.
Today would have been my father’s 87th birthday. For years he came to visit us in South Wales from his home in Northern Ireland. When I left NI to go to uni in Wales he was heartbroken yet year on...
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After the storm.
We were very fortunate yesterday to escape the storm with just some wind and rain. Other people weren’t so fortunate. The worst thing in our day was my complete screw-up with time. It began when I...
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The end.
An organised person would have a nice roundup prepared for their final post of the year. Then again, why be any different now? Over the past few months I have really wondered about why I post and if I...
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