Category Archives: old age

The Queue For Eternal Awareness


“What was your life like?” I said to the man one ahead of me in the queue of judgement . “I was like a man possessed,” he said as we waited . “How do you mean” said Mr Safe, namely me,  … Continue reading

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No Parties Please at Bramley Home for the Elderly


My name is Stanley Castle, which is the name I prefer, although the familiar, “We’re all friends now” people insist on calling me “Stan.” I am a man who relishes order and formalities and excessive familiarity unsettles me: it has … Continue reading

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Gliding Round the Truth to Paradise.


I was talking to Jeff the other evening, the one who’s been best man at two or three of my weddings: we keep arguing about the exact number. The object or subject of conversation, and I don’t know which one … Continue reading

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You Would Not Love Me Now


I never met you, knew you, or had your love but then I did. The image of the girl who would walk up to me in life, as if it were some railway station and laugh, smile and  warm your heart in my embrace faded … Continue reading

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Ghost Of A Love Affair


” Love me but do not own me: Celebrate but don’t possess me” I see her smiling as she said it;  the last words I heard spoken by her face to face. Off on an adventure, never to return, crushed by a lorry in some freak … Continue reading

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One For The Road


‘Mackers’ or Mackintosh for the pedantic was one of those fellows who “Packed it in”: four marriages, three of them producing a single child which Mackers called “Spreading the load”, more jobs and ‘vocations’ than you could cram into a career … Continue reading

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The Parting


Value her as he did, and love her as he did he could not promise to value her always, and that scrupulous thought forced him to walk away and not look back. That look she gave him then, empty and yet … Continue reading

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An Invisible Presence at The Birth


In almost every case the birth of a child is a moment of Joy, occasionally Panic, Fear or Unease: normally the product of stable parents but sometimes not, the child might be blessed with love or any response from a range of emotions.  In almost … Continue reading

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The Origin of St Cuthbert’s Steak Pies


‘Bilgburger McGrath, whose nickname was derived from his habit of  resting near the drains, eating beef burgers after extended discussions  with an intriguing ale or two ,had undergone a renewal of purpose: he had entered the doors of St Cuthbert’s church for the first time, to seek ordination.  Although … Continue reading

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A Footnote in History


Perhaps he was a footnote in history, there was no one left to ask, this veteran of a near forgotten war, now bought to life only in films and sometimes books, but lived by him back when his legs stilled moved, … Continue reading

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