When recalling one’s home town, smell often plays a primary role. (The title here is adapted from a little exercise recently carried out online in California). Growing up in an area which we now are told, was one of industrial decline, it is hard to recall the smells, for they are no longer in the … More What Smell Reminds You Of Your Home Town?
Having recently heard a story about the loss of a favourite coat, prompted a memory of a raincoat. People have coats if lucky. Coats for winter weather, wet weather, sunny weather. Coats are significant. Coats bestow status sometimes. Coats keep us warm and dry. Coats shade us from the wind and the sun’s rays. The … More Over the Overcoat
We have all had days like this. Days that loom ahead. The days that we do not want to happen. But inevitably those days roll up. As signal days or red letter days they are inevitable. They are unstoppable. They are the opposite of celebration days. Alec Kendall in his song about the coming of … More Leaving Home
Mincemeat How funny we found it! So much that we laughed not but were aghast. That such a man – an educated man could have deceived himself so. And yet he asked me; Me. Of all the class. The class was not filled with fools either. For in it there were several future educators; a … More Mincemeat – a story and three old recipes (plus a genuine Breton Fars recipe from Breizh)
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