Printed stories were collected and re-distributed for the members to adjudicate.
The results to be read out in two week's time.
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Elizabeth remembered an occasion when she was
three years old and locked her Mother outside the house on a cold day.
The consternation of her Mother and of helpful neighbours
far surpassed that of the young child.
Vivid isolated memories remain of the colours her mother was
wearing and the darkness of her parent’s bedroom as she wandered upstairs.
Pete read a piece
from his memoirs about his role in having to develop a computer system for the
hated Poll Tax in the nineteen eighties.
Morag recalled the
ambitious embroidery task she set herself when she was just ten years old.
Her mother’s birthday was due. She purchased seven
handkerchiefs and with coloured thread, set about stitching the days of the
week onto them.
Two things which stood out were the length of the word
‘Wednesday’ and a compliment from her mother that the stitching was just as
neat on the front as it was on the reverse.
Kate’s local shop,
as a child, was a predominantly brown, mini emporium with an almost exclusively
female clientele.
Every item of clothing or haberdashery was neatly stored
away ready for instant retrieval. Whilst sold items were being wrapped and tied
up as brown paper parcels, the customers would swap all the local family news. What
more interesting news than the potential or actual arrival of new babies.
Wilma’s and her
parents were in the Lake District, when the
logistics of a journey using car, train and lake-steamer fell apart. In the days before mobile phones,
the captain of the steamer came to the rescue and re-connected father to the
rest of his family.
The captain took pleasure in announcing his success over the
ship’s tannoy.
Jack had his back-pack stolen whilst in the Mediterranean. After struggling to get back home, he
became the subject of an international police investigation.
His stolen address book had been found in Stockholm without his own name in it, but
with the contact details of his friends and suspicious additional names of
possible Middle Eastern terrorists.
Pressure on his friends eventually forced him to confess his
innocence to the police.
Fahmy gave us an
abridged version of his life story with enough material to suggest several
dozen memoirs or possibly a large biography. His interesting, interrelated large family
group had experienced a substantial amount of misfortune.
Hilary recounted
the ground breaking holiday in the nineties when she and four friends went off
to Florida
without the ’benefit’ of male guardians.
In spite of great
misgivings from their various partners and deviation from the planned itinerary,
they thoroughly enjoyed themselves. It set a pattern for many more similar all
female holidays in the years to come.
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Elizabeth read a story left over from two
weeks previously when the subject was ‘missing’.
At a winter holiday in a remote cottage, a recalcitrant step
daughter goes walkabout. Her step mother fears for her safety as she remembers
a similar tragic incident when she was a child. When the lost girl is
eventually found her relief starts to dissolve the barriers between them.
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Next week:- Deadline – 100-200 wird Article for the Erskine Bridge Hotel
Cup.
Bring
500 Words story or max 40 line poem re ‘Fall’
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