Reuben

  I didn’t ever know my granddad Reuben, he died the November before I was born in January. However, my dad Donald spoke of him so often and told me so many stories about him, as did his brother and sister, Sidney and Joan, that I feel as if I did know him. He was born in 1888, the third in a […]

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And for lunch today…

I’m getting quite boring really… I had a reduced version of this for breakfast; lunch was rye crackers, green pesto, cucumber, celery, tomatoes, feta cheese, spring onions, fig and pomegranate balsamic vinegar, Greek olive oil, Greek basil, rock salt and ground pepper. I will have something different for dinner!

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A silly mistake…

A silly mistake led me back to this poem which I haven’t read since I was much much younger: Mushrooms Overnight, very Whitely, discreetly, Very quietly Our toes, our noses Take hold on the loam, Acquire the air. Nobody sees us, Stops us, betrays us; The small grains make room. Soft fists insist on Heaving […]

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