Through The Decades

Writing and publishing Failing Flynn Matthews is on hold for now as moving house may be happening quicker than we thought (panic!) so this past weekend has seen a flurry of activity and this morning I took another car load to the charity shop. I’m not sure how we accumulated so much and if we ever needed it all.

Sorting through our belongings I unearthed many memories. From the decade of my life I call the Carefree years (age 1-10) I found my first teddy and a framed picture that hung on the wall above my bed.

Isn’t my teddy cute?!

From the Awkward years (11-20) books, loads of them! Some my Nan gave me, beautifully illustrated but battered from the 1930’s.

From the London years (21-30) a huge A4 binder with examples of typesetting – you know, the old way we used to print newspapers! I learned how to set type during my Occupational Therapy course – loved that module!

Typeset by me – ok, ok these words were cool at the time!

From the Child Rearing years (31- 40) there is so much and it’s hard to let go of anything – everything has a memory whether it be of our children or family. Sorting through the thoughtful gifts my mother bought reminded me of how much time she dedicated, sitting for hours playing games, doing puzzles and reading with them. It reminds me of how much I miss her and how much our children and her other grandchildren have lost out on since the dementia took what makes her, her. It is a cruel disease. We still have her to hold and hug but we do miss how she would have been without it.

My Mum and kids spent many hours having fun with these 🙂

The next decade I will call the Finding Myself years (41-50) – first I was ill but on the upside I finally put pen to paper and wrote. My first short story was published and I haven’t stopped writing since. I think it’s the first interest I’ve actually stuck with. My past is littered with discarded hobbies: pottery, water colour painting, oil painting to name but a few.

And now we come  to this decade – no name yet as it’s early days however we’re going on adventure and renovating (sort of) a property and are trading this:

for this:

Very excited 🙂 Wish us luck! Publishing and writing will resume shortly! 😀

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Heroes

I am naturally optimistic, and most probably deluded because most days I wake up thinking something exciting is going to happen, but it is fact that we are all going to die. It’s something most of us ignore especially where our loved ones/heroes are concerned.

I am most thankful that this month my amazing dad has, at 75, survived his sixth operation in seven years and despite a few hiccups is doing well.

However this week two other men I admire, have died. And although I didn’t personally know them both deaths have saddened me. It seems too soon. Thinking of them brings back many memories – it’s confirmation that time is passing all too quickly.

David Bowie’s death has reminded me of certain friends (waves at Annette and Karen) and my secondary school science teacher (wish I could remember his name) who was obsessed with him and evenings out at the pub watching Let’s Dance, China Girl on the music video jukebox.

As someone who has stuck with the same style for far longer than I should, although thankfully I got rid of the 80’s perm years ago, I admire Bowie’s ability to reinvent himself. It kept him current. I was surprised to find out he was 69.

I’m back home from my parents for a few days and have been watching some of the Bowie documentaries with my husband and daughter. They’ve reminded me of the many Bowie songs I love. It’s difficult to single one out but Heroes is a shared favourite with my husband so it means more.

Every Christmas we watch the Die Hard movie. Alan Rickman made a great villain in Gruber. Did you know that he didn’t like guns and couldn’t fire one without flinching so the camera panned away when he shot Takagi? I’ve watched most of his movies, and all the Harry Potter movies more than once with my children. His wonderful Severus Snape is a favourite of ours. Sadly, even though he’s one of my favourite actors, I never got to see him perform on stage. Have to confess to having watched this In Demand video many times and am more than a little envious of Charlene Spiteri!

David BowieSnape - Always

David Bowie                                                        Alan Rickman

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