The Harrow Writers' Circle

19th July Blog

 

For the last few weeks .....or is it months?........I have been moving house. In another lifetime I moved house over 20 times but this has been very different. I have had to off load most of my past -and am feeling much lighter as a consequence. It is a strange feeling to walk past a charity shop and see some of my things, and those of my mother, very familiar and once very dear to us, perched on shelves and looking for a new owner.

 

It has also been a joy to give some things to people who, new to this country, have very little, and see treasure in objects that this affluent society passes over.

 

I once nursed a lady who, taking leave of absence from her sick bed, gave away all her belongings, one by one, to the local villagers, because she wanted to make her gifts with warm hands and not cold ones. I feel a bit like that now, not that I plan an imminent demise, but when it happens there won't be too much left to sort out for my family.

 

So, although this blog may seem a bit sombre, inside me I am having a little skip of happiness.