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I enjoy making quirky and kind observations about other peopleand about places. I write short word sketches about certain situations that feel significant to me, I draw little cartoons. I reflect on particular t.v programmes, films and books as they grab my interest
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November 15, 2020 at 3:46 pm
I suppose if you only get one visit a year, Christmas is as good a time as any but what a cruel existence they’ve imposed on her. What could she have done to deserve it?
November 14, 2020 at 6:38 pm
well, one visit a year is better than nothing. 🙂
November 14, 2020 at 3:59 pm
Oh how sad – reduced to Zoom calls the rest of the year.
November 14, 2020 at 6:14 am
I think I certainly feel as if I am also only allowed this one annual visit; these days.
November 14, 2020 at 2:45 pm
Thanks for your comment James. Yes, There seems to be a scarcity of family and friends contact at the moment. Hard to bear sometimes.
November 13, 2020 at 5:54 pm
Very inventive story which left me wanting more. 🙂
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November 14, 2020 at 2:51 pm
Thanks Susan, I’m glad you liked the story.A big subject at the moment I think.
November 13, 2020 at 11:15 am
A sorrowful story indeed. I particularly like your reference to wassailers singing for ale.
Here’s mine!
November 14, 2020 at 2:58 pm
Thanks Keith I appreciate your comment. I was in a Mummers play so we spoke about wassailing !
November 15, 2020 at 12:45 pm
When I ran a pub in a country village we welcomed Mummers a couple of times a year, and reading your words took me right back to those fabulous events!
November 13, 2020 at 10:27 am
A rough exile indeed.
November 14, 2020 at 3:04 pm
Thanks for your comment Ali. I didn’t plan the anguish , it sort of crept in of its own accord.
November 13, 2020 at 4:02 am
Oh what a cruel fate indeed. It’s almost worse to be able to have that window for such a short time! Torture, indeed.
November 14, 2020 at 3:10 pm
Thanks Dale I appreciate your comment. Yes, it feels like a special sort of torture.
November 13, 2020 at 12:58 am
Great story. I love the idea of an exile allowed only one visit at Christmas.
November 14, 2020 at 3:32 pm
Thanks for you comment.
November 12, 2020 at 11:17 pm
Dear Francine,
We’re all in something of an exile right now, aren’t we? I’d like to go through a magic portal and spend the holiday with my children.
At any rate, you stirred some emotions with this story. Well done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
November 14, 2020 at 3:39 pm
I appreciate your comment Rochelle. Yes wouldn’t it be wonderful to go through a magical portal. I’ve been having conversations with friends recently about this, which brought the yearning close to home.
November 12, 2020 at 1:13 am
Sounds like a real hell, to only be able to visit once a year 🙁
November 11, 2020 at 8:17 pm
Harsh. I wonder what the alleged crime was?
November 12, 2020 at 6:59 pm
I wondered about the draconian new legislation imposed on Hong Kong by the Chinese mainland government – end of freedom of speech. Maybe she spoke her mind ? Decided to leave it to the reader.
November 11, 2020 at 7:51 pm
A Christmas visit might be something to look forward to, but it might also make the other dimension seem even worse!
November 12, 2020 at 7:02 pm
Thanks for your comment Iain. No win for the person pressed against the glass.
November 11, 2020 at 4:26 pm
Cruel, indeed.
Even those of us in voluntary exile find it difficult at times.
November 12, 2020 at 7:13 pm
I appreciate your reflection Ceayr. Interesting that even a voluntary exile can feel a pang or two.
November 12, 2020 at 7:36 pm
Speaking for myself, I have family in Scotland whom I miss, always, but even more so in these difficult times when international travel is severely curtailed.
November 11, 2020 at 4:17 pm
I wonder what she did to be exiled