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I remember the day I came home from school, and the shock I felt when I stood in the kitchen entrance and saw Arthur, plump and naked on the kitchen table. I was twelve years old and really distressed to see Arthur, headless and denuded of feathers, sitting there, waiting to be put in the oven. Dad had warned my brother and I that if Arthur defecated on the back steps once more, he was for the chop. Yes, Dad…..
A year ago I was travelling in Europe with an old friend. To get there I had to let go of my fear of flying and my fear of locking toilet doors. You may think that is a strange phobia to have, to be afraid to lock the toilet door. I wonder if it has a name? When I was about four years old, we visited our grandmother. She lived in an apartment block. This was in the fifties and…..
There is an old song called Smile Though Your Heart is Breaking. People who suffer from depression often hide their feelings with a smile and that was what I did. I just smiled at everyone and they thought I was okay. I wasn’t. My heart was broken, because I had to give up a baby for adoption in 1966. In those days if you entered a maternity hospital as an unmarried woman, you were considered unfit to be a mother. The…..
Another memoir, this book was originally just going to be a record of psychic happenings in my life, written for my grandchildren. By the time I was half way through I realised it was going to be another book. I was ridiculed as a young child so then learned not to tell people about things that happened to me. It was my secret and it is only in the last eighteen months that I have started coming out of the psychic closet. The…..
I have always written – I have been a scribbler since I was eight years old. At the age of eight I read the story of Bambi. I cried when Bambi’s mother was shot by a hunter. I rewrote the story of Bambi and gave it a happy ending. I told Little-friend-Susan I had written a book. “What is it called?” asked Susan. “Bambi,” I reply. I was too young to have heard of plagiarism. My uncle sent us a…..
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