Today’s prompt for the Write Tribe Festival of words is the line of a song from Mary Poppins. “In every job that must be done, there is an element of fun. You find the fun and—snap!—the job’s a game!” There are some memories which are so full of wonder that you hold them to your…
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Am I holding you? Or are you holding me? With love clenched in your tiny fist That you place over my heart. Warming it, softening it, Till it can’t help but flow right back to you. Am I protecting you? Or are you protecting me? From the darker side of myself maybe? When you…
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My Grandma’s house
It’s been a long time since I walked down this road. A really, really long time. The last time I was here 30 years ago, there were houses that lined the street. Houses owned by families I knew. Now there are monstrous buildings with families who barely know each other. I sigh as I stand…
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Sundays in Thane in the 1960s
I have been born and brought up in Thane. Though today it is a bustling metropolis, fifty odd years ago it was a small cluster of villages and everyone knew everyone. I loved the fact that hens and ducks and pigs roamed the streets and that you could hear the church bell peal in the…
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