Category Archives: Memory



In This House

I am staying in The White County at The Jellicle’s parents for Christmas. I’m not sure the last time I was here for Christmas, to be quite honest I’m not sure the last time I wasn’t working until Christmas Eve or Christmas Day and yet this year I finished yesterday and I’m not working again … Read More



A Mazy Road

(Content Warning: Discusses Dementia) “Before the Roman came to Rye or out to Severn strode,The rolling English drunkard made the rolling English road.” This week I recited poetry with an old guy that I work with. He’s been sharp as anything ever since. This is the old guy who occaisionally thinks I’m his daughter. Which, … Read More



Something I Collected As A Child

I collected postcards. I stopped because I was running out of places to put them but I think I’d quite like to start again. I like pictures that indicate places. I also think I’m happier with the notion of putting things into display books rather than needing everything to be up on a wall so … Read More