Category Archives: Childhood

Guest post: The evacuated teachers of the Second World War by Gillian Mawson

  As many of my regular readers know, I have recently written about the loss of my mum. I have delayed publishing this wonderful guest post from historian Gillian Mawson because it is a story that resonated so closely with … Continue reading

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‘After great pain’…On loss and grief and working my way through it…

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Poetry for Christmas #3 – Ogden Nash -The boy who laughed at Santa Claus…

My illustrations for this, the third in my series of ‘Poetry for Christmas’ posts (see the previous two posts for #1 and #2) are deliberately used to pose a question that confuses many of us. Is it Santa Claus, closer … Continue reading

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Poetry for Christmas #2 – e.e. cummings – little tree

We have just spent a happy  weekend decorating the house for the festive season, so it seemed appropriate that the second in my ‘Poetry for Christmas‘ series is the lovely ‘little tree‘ by the innovative poet e.e. cummings, first published … Continue reading

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You only have one mother…..

My mum isn’t well. She is unwell in that way we refer to those who are, officially, really old; ‘well she is 86 dear’; ‘things are just wearing out’; ‘well none of us go on forever’. Diagnosis? Why bother with one? It … Continue reading

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9 books that made me: From Bunty to Blyton – a childhood library

I was once a child. That seems a bizarre statement but I do sometimes actually need to remind myself that those photos my mum keeps in a purple box beside her bed are of me. It is truly another life … Continue reading

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