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Mixed messages…

“… so older people are more at risk?” I could see the wheels turning. “How old are you now?” I told him. His eyes widened. “When did that happen?” I mentioned birthdays and their usual function of adding a year … Continue reading

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And so it begins…

His face was a picture; one that blended paternal pride and prescient panic with that fearful uncertainty common to fathers of daughters everywhere. “She’s going on a date…” “I’m just going out to dinner,” said the blonde bombshell, rolling cornflower-blue … Continue reading

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Why you should own a feather duster…

As time has run away with me this week… one from the archives: To some the humble feather duster may conjure nostalgic visions of French maids and uniforms, to others they are a rather retro adjunct to the broom cupboard. … Continue reading

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A restful weekend…

“Don’t give me your excuses…. you’re a superhobbit and superhobbits don’t seize up!” My son had phoned me to discuss his garden, even though I had just spent yet another nine hours in it, moving tons of earth and stone… … Continue reading

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Building a castle of dreams…

My younger son called to tell me he was off work, if I wanted to bob round. He has taken a few days off to look after the girls and their Mum, who is recovering from surgery. “You can come … Continue reading

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Guest author: Marilyn Armstrong – Worms in the fridge

My house was neat enough if you didn’t look too closely. You could walk into it without falling over a pile of dirty clothing (that was all in the basement — another story entirely) and the dogs and cats were  … Continue reading

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Elusive realities: Robbie Cheadle – The boy with nine lives

On 30 January 2006, my son, Michael, was born. He was a very healthy baby, with a tiny wizen face, just like a little old man. His APGAR score was 10 out of 10 and he didn’t need to go … Continue reading

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Town and country sunrise…

“I can’t remember ever actually watching a dawn,” said my son in a plaintive little voice.  He had been looking at some of my dawn photos, taken that morning from my doorstep. He has seen plenty of dawns… but most … Continue reading

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The walking dead…

We had been engaged in one of those long existential debates, discussing life, death and the possibilities of what might come before and after. The debate had gone on for some time, discussion had gone deep and we had covered … Continue reading

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Double-take

So it’s eight o’clock on a morning and you’re perched on the end of the eldest son’s bed while the lazy toad has you wait on him hand and foot, discussing the merits of beard oil, the latest blog post … Continue reading

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