Tag Archives: nostalgia

My childhood bedroom

My parents decided not to replace our bedroom carpet until my sister and I had stopped spitting up and pissing in corners. The carpet was an ugly grey and black, not the kind of thing you usually see in a … Continue reading

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The Mist of A Memory

We walked by the Land of Green Ginger and past The Blue Boy and The Star of the West. I have forgotten almost everything I learned at university in Hull but the names of the special street and the city’s … Continue reading

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Marigold, Marie-Louise and Vera

The peaches in the slice of pie I ate this evening were the color of marigolds. Seeing them prompted me to think of a doll I once owned. She was tall–at least 2 foot 6 inches–and slim. Her cheeks were like apricots, … Continue reading

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The keys to number 42

The Campbells have moved in to number 42. They are a young married couple as my parents were when they bought the brand new bungalow in 1957. My dad was its one careful owner until he died in October. We … Continue reading

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