One of many memories of my eldest brother, James Photographs taken in 1988, gifts for the occasion of our father’s 50th birthday, when I was twenty-one, and James was twenty-four.…
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Dearest Mike, my love, my darling I wonder if you can see me. I wonder if you are smiling. Do you see where I am? Do you remember this place?…
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Some time back, Megan, my elder daughter, was having a good clear-out of the “kids’ bathroom” and asked if I wanted any of Julia’s things. “They’re all out of date,”…
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