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- The prime of Miss Cash jr
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- “Lloyd George knew my father”?
- The real thing
- Snow here and there
- Lights on Twelfth Night
- Unexpected scooting, unexpected saving
- Nearly the last gasp?
- Winter ritual
- Addressee unknown
- Family and fraudsters
- This week? Last week?
- Homecoming
- Still with us?
- Legal exploitation
- Seven seven six six six
- Shocking blue, then blonde in black and pink
- Parent and child
- Tam
- Benjy
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- At variance
- Cultural difference
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Tag Archives: 2018
Unexpected scooting, unexpected saving
Monday 31 December 2018 As I approach the access-road to GigaGroce, on foot, I see a mobility scooter on the same pavement as myself, but coming in the opposite direction at a fast jogging pace. The pavement is too narrow … Continue reading
Nearly the last gasp?
Friday 28 December 2018 After doing some shopping at TeraGroce, I return my little trolley to the trolley-park. As I retrieve my £1 coin, then step away from the trolley, a woman aged 70-75 is approaching, clad in a coat … Continue reading
Winter ritual
Saturday 1 December 2018 When I return from GigaGroce at about 15:05, Mr CH is performing his annual ritual of putting winter tyres onto the family’s car.
Addressee unknown
Thursday 22 November 2018 This morning I receive a letter from a well-known company, addressed to “Parent or Guardian of Miss Andrea Khan”. The address is mine, the postcode is correct, but I have no idea who Miss Andrea Khan … Continue reading
Family and fraudsters
Sunday 18 November 2018 Cousin Z phones me this evening. She tells me that she is spending quite a lot of time looking after her great-grandchildren. Leonora is 8, and Callum is 1 — he has learnt to walk, and … Continue reading
This week? Last week?
Wednesday 7 November 2018 Naomi has had another fall, this time in the street while out shopping. She hurt her head and elbow. An ambulance was called, and the paramedics gave her some treatment, but they didn’t need to take … Continue reading
Homecoming
Tuesday 6 November 2018 Good news received this lunchtime: an old friend who’s had a hard time lately should be coming home tomorrow morning.
Still with us?
Thursday 11 October 2018 I am lying in bed very early this morning, when suddenly it occurs to me: I haven’t seen old Mrs Chandra (a resident of Suburbia Somnolenta whose home is a few doors away from mine) for … Continue reading
Legal exploitation
Thursday 13 September 2018 After a rather chilly start to the day, it is a pleasant autumn morning with increasingly warm sunshine. At the hairdresser’s in downtown Suburbia Somnolenta, when I arrive the door is already wedged open, allowing cooler … Continue reading
Seven seven six six six
Saturday 7 July 2018 I drive to Posh Town for lunch at a gastropub. As I approach the centre of Suburbia Alta, I see on the right-hand pavement a girl aged five or six, in a pink dress and pink … Continue reading
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