I was walking the dogs round the cemetery early this morning and for some reason my late father came to mind. Specifically the time when I was in my late twenties and became very ill. I was looking after his pub whilst he holidayed in Florida when I began to…
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Hiding
I remember when we used to turn all the lights out and watch out of the window. We were waiting to see if Robin was drunk. If he could walk straight. He’d been at work you see. Only he hadn’t. He’d been in the pub all day. Mum had found…
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The ovens
I remember when we were living in the pizzeria in Andorra and the massive gas oven blew up in the kitchen. I just remember the almighty bang and have an idea of Neil shuffling me and sis into a bedroom, out of the way. This was nothing new, he liked…
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Talking posh
Me and sis were in a school for young ladies now and everyone had money. This is great if you haven’t just moved from a high rise in Seacroft. I remember that my reading aloud was considered animated and interesting enough to hold an audience and I was chosen to…
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Ravioli, chips and peas
I remember my mother ‘going to Clifton’. Clifton hospital near York. On googling, I find there was a county asylum there until around 1994. I’ve no idea if this was the place but she was gone for what seemed a while in a young girls life. She made me a…
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The Library
I remember books. I’ve always loved books. The smell of a new book and it’s pristine pages is a little bit of rapture in everyday life. As a child I spent hours and hours on Saturdays with my spending money in W.H.Smiths. I wanted them all. I had to touch…
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The caravanette
I remember our little holidays with granny Vi and grandad Bill in the caravanette at Primrose Valley in Filey. It always rained, and rained and rained. I remember playing cards with granny Vi and I remember the cramped, claustrophobic feeling and the smell of cigarettes and damp and bacon grease….
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Ciders in the shed
I remember things going downhill pretty quickly after the marriage to Robin. He was an alcoholic and he hid it well. He’d go off down the shed to do some manly thing or other. One day Mum found the empty cider bottles. Things escalated and he started getting violent. Me,…
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A glass full of valium
It must have been the smell of burning that woke us. I was about 10 or 11 so sis was younger. We had an antique, double lined, brass coal scuttle that was used as a bin and it was currently shooting out flames perilously close to the curtains. My mother…
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Andorra
I remember mum’s new boyfriend driving us to Andorra. We were moving there now. This was her latest, best idea after mum and dad got divorced. I was very young and have very little recollection of most of it. I do remember us running out of petrol on the…