Wednesday, 13 October 2010

Bit of this
Straight off the school bus nose straight into his library book. He nearly walks straight into me.

She is 95, her grand mother made her mother a lace veil for her wedding, embroidering name and date. The veil has been used ever since for marriages and christenings even if the younger members would rather a more trendy arrangement. After use it goes to The Royal College Of Needle work to be cleaned and carefully packed ready for the next outing.

"They are beautiful" he says dropping 6 fushia heads into my hand. "They smell beautiful". We examine their color and fragility and lay them in a line. He beams from a tear stained face for the first time that day. I breath a sigh of relief that he showed his treasures to me not Mrs A, who takes a dim view of such exploration and sees it as vandalism.
Bit of that
Of all the things you wear your expression is the most important.

1 comment:

  1. I see you are back blogging. Mine hardly gets written in. I'm in a day care setting now. Long hours & mixed feelings!! There are only 2 state nurseries on the island, so unlikely to get a "school" job. Permanently knackered. Hope life is treating you well & grannying is good. XX