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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