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Category Archives: My Dad’s Alcoholic Prison
First Day of School And Wave Goodbye To Dad
Always a fan of Irene Water’s ‘Times Past‘ posts, her latest memoir prompt, ‘School Uniforms’, brings back more than a few memories. As a tail-end baby boomer attending Primary School in 1960’s England, my school uniform was standard grey tunic, … Continue reading
In Which The Story Changes
I found the words one day as I walked. These words: ‘Stranger In A White Dress.’ The title of my memoir. But as I climbed high above the sea, I found something more: I found strength. And I realised that … Continue reading
Chasing The Finish Line
Those of you who read my blog regularly know that my laptop – sent off for repair – ended up missing somewhere in the Czech Republic. Well, I never did get it back. I eventually heard from the computer shop … Continue reading
The Write Surprise
Good or bad, love ’em or hate ’em, we never know when a surprise is about to burst into our day, catching us completely off-guard. Like the surprise I received on Tuesday morning. For some time now, I have made … Continue reading
How To Save A Life
What connects us, what keeps us safe and strong and weaves its way along the dark corridors of our conscience when we are alone with our thoughts? When does the caring start, the thinking of others, the wanting to help … Continue reading
Peace In The Crazy: Signing Off For Christmas
Are you ready for Christmas? Is your winter wonderland beckoning while you dream of a white Christmas, roasting chestnuts ’round an open fire and jingling all the way? No? Well don’t worry – me neither. Last week I made endless … Continue reading
Posted in Christmas, My Dad's Alcoholic Prison
Tagged Blessings, Children, Christianity, Christmas, Christmas Trees, Family Life, hope, joy, loneliness, Merry Christmas, Nativity, prison, Shopping
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Make My Day: Bite Size Memoir
What makes your day? I have to admit, the first time I read Lisa’s prompt for her bite size memoir challenge, the first image that struck me was of my old friend Clint, or should I say Dirty Harry. But … Continue reading
Posted in Bite Size Memoir, Blogging, My Dad's Alcoholic Prison, Writing
Tagged Alcholism, Bite Size Memoir, Blogging, Clint Eastwood, crime, fathers, Memoir, prison, writing
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True Crime, Freesias and a Happy Easter
My conversations with my dad are not what most daughters have with their fathers. For one thing, they are held over the telephone most Sundays when he calls me from home prison. For another, our conversations aren’t exactly run-of-the-mill. Our … Continue reading
Posted in Childhood Memories, Family Life, My California, My Dad's Alcoholic Prison
Tagged Alcoholism, California, Childhood memories, Dogs, Easter, Family Life, Freesias, Jesus, Laci Peterson, prison, True Crime
118 Comments
Christmas In All Its Glory
It’s Christmas, the most wonderful time of the year! The time of year when we think of family, hearth and home, the season of peace and goodwill, glad tidings to all men. Like so many of you, I could write … Continue reading
Posted in Alcoholism, CATalogue, Childhood Memories, Christmas, Current Affairs, Family Life, Family Traditions, Memoir, My California, My Dad's Alcoholic Prison
Tagged Alcoholism, Angel, Ants, Blessings, Boxing Day, CATalogue, cats, Childhood memories, Christmas, Christmas Cake, Christmas tree, Family Traditions, God, hope, Jesus, joy, love, Memoir, My California, My Dad's Alcoholic Prison, Nativity, Norman Rockwell, Peace
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My Dad, The Great Train Robbery and A Game of Cricket
Today is my dad’s 81st birthday. Not so unusual these days (what is 80 now anyway, the new 40?) except in this case my dad is a raging alcoholic who has spent the best part of the last 35 years … Continue reading