The diary of a bemused Boomer
No. This is not another episode in the self obsessed life of the Man in the Middle. As you will know from the last entry, my mother died in July. Since then I have been digesting what it means to lose a mother and a parent. And what her death means for this blog. MyContinue reading “School’s Out: Truants, troublemakers & Teachers’ Pets”
07.15 The bathroom is whoosily hot. As I poach myself back into the Land of the Living after an excessive Saturday bacchanal, I wonder where my toes have gone and if they will ever come back. I watch my body turn the colour of a hot cure smoked salmon and doze. 07.20 I slip underContinue reading “Merci Beaucoup”
My wife and daughter are organising each other. Though it’s not yet seven in the morning, they’re excitedly swopping instructions like bees who’ve just discovered a meadow popping with pollen a short flight from the hive. I don’t bother listening too closely to what they’re saying. There’s no point. I will get my orders soonContinue reading “The Day of the Empty Nester”