Sardines Here, Sardines There!

I love sardines.  I grew up eating sardines, particularly the tinned variety, and loved them.  “Sardines on Toast” was a family favourite.  The tins didn’t have a ring-pull like they do now; they had a key and when you wound the key, the metal lid...

My Mother, The Heron

Six years ago, the morning I heard of my mother’s death, I went walking in my neighborhood to try and calm myself.  Her death was sudden; unexpected.  I was about a mile from my house when two huge blue herons flew overhead, landed in a tree above my head, and...

Mum Joins The Land Army!

In my mother’s honor, here is her own story about leaving home for the very first time.  World War II put paid to Mum’s chances of going to university, at least temporarily.  Desperate to get away from a difficult and traumatic family life in the north of...