I identify with Lawrence who declared in Sons and Lovers, 'I loved my Mother as a man loves a woman.' This to me was not an incestuous love but a deep need for approval. A closeness that excluded all others. Such was my love for my Father.
Grandma was born into a Catholic French family in 1870. She was christened Rose Louise. Her family were poor and already had nine children. When the Sisters from a nearby convent offered to take the child, her family were greatly relieved.
7:30 beep beep beep beep. This is where it all starts, our trip to "Gomez", the best modern band since the Beatles, and believe me I have extremely high standards when it comes to music, so this is a great compliment.
"One person I remember from my schooldays is ..."
Old Ma Parsons. To her face she was "Miss Parsons" but in the playground and the street she was "Old Ma Parsons."
Of course all teachers were old but she was older than most. There were grey streaks in her black hair and she had a moustache. I can still visualise the brown wrinkly face emerging from her dark grey knitted suit. Her eyes were black and hard like currants and she never missed anything.