Category Archives: Love

Life Without Boundaries

Posted on August 5, 2019 by

He’d lived a different life to mine; climbing mountains I had never heard of but his eyes lit up with understanding when I spoke. You do not have to be young to be lost, and living a life marked by … Continue reading →

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A Question Of Values

Posted on June 24, 2019 by

Rosie Lotteridge is a woman who, she suggests, “Adds colour to many lives.” My aunt, who was connected to her in some way, something to do with committees I understand, said of her when her name came up in conversation. … Continue reading →

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A Passing Memory

Posted on December 10, 2018 by

Sitting with my wife and grown-up son waiting to board the train to Cornwall I saw a lady from my past walk by, catching my eye as she had so many years before. She was my first wife and the … Continue reading →

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One True Love

Posted on February 12, 2018 by

A lifetime ago, when I was still at school I met Maria, bookish like me, and awkward, and in her company I found a companionship I had not known before and in the end, under a tree in the local … Continue reading →

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The Incomplete Life Made Whole

Posted on January 29, 2018 by

I do not have a home: I have a place I sleep in adorned with photographs of my wife who died five years ago, before this place became a museum owned by fading memories. I will love her forever, we … Continue reading →

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My Wedding Day!

Posted on January 22, 2018 by

The clock beside me said 6:23am: digital and with unmoving hands, time  seemed to be standing still it seemed to me. At 2pm today I would become a married man and what was rising through me was raw unprocessed panic: … Continue reading →

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Repeating Memories

Posted on January 15, 2018 by

It must be thirty years and a marriage ago, when we were returning to my lodgings in a taxi following my birthday meal, when you folded yourself into my shoulder and looked up at me in a way which could … Continue reading →

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