Category Archives: age

Twice cooked, often recalled

After K. and I returned from an in-laws Christmas in Cardiff, I went out to do a big shop. We rarely do that usually, and we certainly rarely buy much junk food—a bag of posh crisps occasionally, sitting alongside the … Continue reading

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Christmas days

The tendency for Christmas over the years has been for it to spread out, much like my waistline. When I was younger—even ten years or so ago—I saw Christmas as a landmark day. There were celebrations either side, of course: … Continue reading

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Shining a light on all sorts of things

For the first time this year, we were present in the town when the Christmas lights were switched on, and so decided to actually see what happened. In previous years we’ve contrived—unintentionally, I promise you—to be away, or merely unaware. … Continue reading

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Autumn means all change

The seasons turn. I’ve dressed and re-seeded the lawn. I need to finish my autumn veg plantings. The pelargoniums continue to fire off fireworks, likely defying all weathers with their boisterous explosions until the first frost. The Greek basil flowered … Continue reading

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Going downhill isn’t the same as being rock bottom

My grandad – the old soldier – is getting noticeably more infirm. He’s 93, so arguably we should have foreseen it. But to see him outpacing his older daughter (my auntie has only recently had a hip op) you wouldn’t … Continue reading

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An over-examined life

… Even when I was sat there, watching that bird, I was thinking to myself: who should I tell about this? It struck me as very much like something out of a book. I don’t know if that’s piteous or … Continue reading

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I was young once, but the youth are young forever

This weekend we went to see friends in Sheffield. For a change, the (outrageously expensive) train journeys changing at Birmingham were almost entirely faultless: certainly nothing we could complain about. That is, only if you consider what the train companies … Continue reading

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After a troublesome youth the gout will hold us

Last weekend I went to a college-organized reunion. I hesitate to use the decidedly Wodehousian name of “gaudy”, although that is indeed what the college called it. Call it. Suitably, it involved many of the trappings of Oxbridge life that … Continue reading

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Nowt so queer as kith

The weekend just gone was spent at an 80th birthday party in the north-west of England, with elderly relatives and (or maybe including, these days) my parents. It was enjoyable enough, although our presence as technically only friends of the … Continue reading

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Involve me and I forget

After planning and then implementing yet another evening conference yesterday, I could hear my own fuses blowing today. Socialising, and especially “being professional,” depletes a certain reserve in my brain, and the day after I tend to be cranky, headachy, … Continue reading

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