Tag Archives: fiction

You Must Remember This

I’ve been thinking about kissing recently, in part because of a story I’m writing.  We give kisses, and we receive them.  “En amour, il y a toujours celui qui donne les baisers et celui qui tend la joue” as the … Continue reading

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Presence

The children were with us for Christmas. Our son left, as planned, on Boxing Day. Our daughter, however, had an unexpected gap in her work schedule and was also a little unwell. We asked, tentatively, whether she had to go? … Continue reading

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So long as we can breathe or eyes can see

Mum’s friend, Joyce, is in hospital and I visited her yesterday.  Mum and Joyce. They met, and served together, in the Second World War and they kept in touch for the rest of their lives. They lived 240 miles apart … Continue reading

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