Tag: books
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82: FESTIVAL
Lizzie has gone to the WOMAD music festival in Wiltshire, with a friend. It’s the first major excursion she’s done – without the family – since her illness. She’s going to be there from Friday to Sunday: nearly the whole thing. After Lizzie arrives at the festival, she calls and tells me that – despite…
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81: GARDEN CARNAGE
WARNING! STRONG(ISH) STUFF! INCLUDES DESCRIPTIONS OF GARDEN WILDLIFE COMING TO A STICKY END! (DESPITE OUR BEST EFFORTS TO PREVENT THIS!). Our garden is an amazing thing; particularly after having lived with a postage-stamp-sized patio in London, for years and years. Our countryside garden is large and long (I don’t feel too boastful saying that, because…
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80: 50
It’s July 18th 2022. I’ve been quietly dreading this day. In exactly six months’ time, I’ll be fifty years old. I’m half a year away from being half a century. There’s no upside to this. I mean… fifty. How can this be happening? I’m still a man-child! What’s there to look forward to, to turning…
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79: WORRYING
I’m having drinks in Clerkenwell, with the staff of the film production company at which I’m working. It’s nice! We’re in Clerkenwell Green by the Three Kings pub, next to the impressive edifice that is St. James’ Church. The sun’s out and the place is full of young media types living it up. I feel…
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78: JOURNAL
A couple of days ago, I finished writing the journal (or the part of it)* I kept throughout Lizzie’s brush with cancer… from summer 2021 to summer 2022. I’m incredibly excited to have finished it! After all, what started off as a distraction to help me keep my sanity, in dark times, has now turned…
P. D. Clifton 