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Tag Archives: ageing
Unspeakable Acts
When I was younger I remember people talking about the Berlin Wall. About what life was like on the other side and how people would peer at it and the view of East Germany affordable through the Brandenburg Gate. To be … Continue reading
Posted in character, community, Health, humour, Life, old age
Tagged ageing, character, environment, humour, musing, reflections
29 Comments
The Future is in her Hands
One of those lives were people shake their head. Not altogether wrong but seldom right. He’s made the odd mistake or ten but somehow staggered on through life. A bit of engineering, a bit of sales. Not what he wanted really … Continue reading
Posted in character, childhood, creative writing, Life, life2
Tagged ageing, career, childhood, environment, family, life, musings, reflections, values
16 Comments
I Have the Heart of a Youngster
I love to hear new music so do they. I love to get into scrapes, but now tend to be too sensible. I have a reckless streak, but now circled with caution. I love the thrill of adventure but am … Continue reading
Posted in childhood, creative writing, Environment, Health, Life, life2, recreation, Relationships
Tagged ageing, childhood, environment, musings, reflections, values, youth
25 Comments
Life in Solitude
His fingers tap the table at his side, rhythmic but not with any tune. An absent-minded comment on his lot, sitting in this chair bereft of choice. The room is small and jaded, marked by dust, with furnishings from another … Continue reading
Posted in community, creative writing, Life, life2, old age, Relationships
Tagged ageing, environment, family, musings, reflections, values
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Families Valued
We make or pick our friends through life’s journey, quickly at first and then more warily as experience takes the first blush off our innocence. Moving around we lose a few and make some more to compensate but are always in … Continue reading
Posted in childhood, community, creative writing, Life, life2, old age, Relationships
Tagged ageing, career, childhood, customs, environment, family, musings, reflections, relationships, time, values, youth
21 Comments
Such is Life
By the time I met him Jack was not a young man. He lived a quiet life by the sea with a cottage which faced onto the harbour. It was his pleasure to sit by the window watching the boats … Continue reading
Posted in community, creative writing, Environment, Life, old age, skils
Tagged ageing, career, inspiration, life, musings, reflections, values, work
15 Comments
Pie for Tea
“We’ll have the pie for dinner she yells across the flat. Her husband is in the kitchen making tea. He does that every day, and helps her dress, discussing the days fresh problems and her approach. Today he will be … Continue reading
Posted in creative writing, Environment, Health, Relationships
Tagged ageing, career, family, health, life, musings, reflections, values, work
15 Comments
Before we Start Breathing
For years she has sat there in her chair watching soaps and muttering about neglect. Not without love but she always waited for you to make the first move. Her husband always did that but he has been dead these … Continue reading
Posted in childhood, community, old age, Relationships, Talent
Tagged ageing, family, life, musing, reflections, values
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Silent bravery
I have an aunt who is 95 or 96. I’m not sure which and it’s rude to ask a ladies age. Recently she had an operation on her left eye to remove a cataract. The operation on her right eye … Continue reading
Sometimes
Sitting in a cafe recently with a coffee and my newspaper I glanced around myself to check the lie of the land before I began reading. My eye was caught by some old boy also sitting on his own. His … Continue reading