I’m only dreaming

Dreaming. What do we mean by this? Planning an ideal future? Day dreaming on a sunny afternoon about happy memories? A longing to be somewhere else? That strange activity we undertake at night-time? Something else altogether? There are many songs about dreams. Most, if not all, of the ones I know are about night-time dreamingContinue reading “I’m only dreaming”

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One year later: more thoughts about my father

One year ago today, which happened to be Easter Day, my father Clive Brown died aged 82 in the early hours of the morning. I have written about this in three previous blogs – “48 Hours: my father and I“, “48 Hours: postscript” and “That Was The Year That Was“. But, if you will indulgeContinue reading “One year later: more thoughts about my father”

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That Was The Year That Was

Well, 2016 is nearly at a close and for me it feels like a year of loss, disappointment and sadness, but also much love and laughter experienced through the year – and I must remember there is always hope. It seems hard to know where to begin with 2016, so much has happened, but forContinue reading “That Was The Year That Was”

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48 Hours: my father and I

This is a true story and not a very cheerful one, you might think, though it does have its moments of redemption. On Good Friday this year I left Orkney for a month, my longest absence since moving here six years ago. I did not want to leave Orkney behind, or Mrs Brown (Kathie Touin),Continue reading “48 Hours: my father and I”

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Elements, a poem

I have elements of my parents Not chemical elements Well, speaking as a non-biologist, I expect I do have chemical elements, But I don’t mean those. I possess elements of my parents’ looks and behaviour Good, bad, unremarkable, annoying, Now I’m middle-aged, I start to spot them. As a youngster people would say to meContinue reading “Elements, a poem”

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