Zig-Zag – Age 3

On of my favorite things as little girl was run helter-skelter down the zig-zag paths to the sea.

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Mr. Doyle – Age 8

Mr Doyle was our class teacher when I was eight. I think he specialized in maths. He was very strict and a bit scary and gave the boys the cane. BUT, sometimes, in the morning, he would get his clarinet out and play for us and then he turned into a completely different person.

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Fred – Age 7

Fred was the first pony I ever sat on. It was a LONG way down … but Fred carried me like a precious cargo and from then on I was hooked.

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Miss Price – Age 12

The harridan of assemblies and the teacher who squashed my thoughts of being a vet. No doubt she was right, but I do not remember what she suggested as an alternative.

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Math Sums – Age 6

I remember sitting in a classroom at a new school where everyone was feverishly adding up clocks. Seemed crazy to me. Clocks were for telling the time. What madness!

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Goodbyes – Age 2

I’ve never felt happy on railway stations.

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Caroline – Age 6

Caroline – the walking, talking and slightly scary life size doll

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Summer Night Reading – Age 5

One of my first memories is reading in bed in summer. I specifically recall reading ‘A Child’s Garden of Verses.’ I seemed to be in bed early (had I been naughty?) But with a summer breeze blowing and the sun outside it is a memory that still glows. I still relish creeping into bed in the late afternoon and reading.

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On Memories

Remembering is not a certain art. Looking back can mean different things. Especially on the early years of life.

Visions drift through the mind – places, people, scenes, voices, scents. A mishmash of images. Or are they remembered photographs? Or tales retold later from mother, grandfather, friends? Perhaps these memories are imaginings; dreams; other people’s stories entwined with my own. Stories I have told myself that never really were. The fiction of our lives – the rememberings.

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Flower Girl – Age 5

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Nothing gave me greater pleasure as a little girl than a field full of wild flowers. Come to think of it, I still feel the same.

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