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Archive for the ‘Childhood’ Category

Snaps

October 5, 2015

I’ve spent some time in the past few days going through a box of old photographs. The snaps stretch way back as far as my late teens. They take in family, work, parties, weddings , client bashes, holidays, my time on an Israeli kibbutz and so on and so on. The pictures feature all manner […]

Girl

September 21, 2015

Waiting in a hotel lobby the other day, my eyes went to one of those TV screens you see almost everywhere nowadays, showing rolling news with the sound turned down. This one was tuned to CNN and featured filmed images from Europe of refugees trying to cross over a border. Among the crowd, I spotted […]

Eighteen

May 25, 2015

I now, officially have a grown up child. My daughter, Clara turned eighteen on Friday, so we now have two generations of adults living under our roof. Whilst, given my age, it will have been biologically possible to have had an adult child over two decades ago, it still feels like some kind of coming […]

Singing survivors

October 13, 2014

She was barely four years old. Covered in bruises, she was getting the attention of passers by, who may well have thought she was being beaten or abused. Even the woman at the supermarket checkout advised her “you should be eating more greens” as she encountered this pale, waif-like creature. She wasn’t being beaten or […]

And the children?

September 22, 2014

Sitting on a train from Manchester late one evening, I overheard a conversation between two women sitting across from me. They were chatting for most of the journey. Dressed smartly, they were discussing the business meetings they’d had that day. The conversation moved on to other matters, and one of the women was talking to […]

Great work, great contribution, but……

July 7, 2014

Sitting chatting with the HR Director at a newspaper publisher’s a while back, the conversation turned to the people that were working there. She was responsible for the welfare of several hundred staff engaged in a whole range of roles. In her position, she would need to deal with all manner of issues concerning all manner […]

The missing skill

June 23, 2014

How many of us spent our school days being told to sit up and listen? What if, instead we had been taught to listen? I don’t simply mean nominal written comprehension tests or repeating back by rote what the teacher had said. I mean real, genuine listening in order to fully understand the other person. […]

Generation gap ++

June 2, 2014

Yesterday afternoon I was sitting, reading whilst listening to an old Van Morrison album on the stereo. My son, Adam was in the room with me, sat at the table revising for his Latin GCSE exam. It reminded me of how I used to do the same when in my teens with the likes of […]

If I can do it…….

April 7, 2014

The past twenty years or so have seen me engage in all manner of personal development activities. Listing them will probably use up my maximum weekly ration of 500 or so words that I allocate for this blog. I’ve also read and enjoyed many personal development and inspirational books about peoples’ successes and how they’ve […]

A fish, a little girl and the bigger picture

December 23, 2013

A fish is  swimming around in the sea. The sea is its whole world, its entire experience. Until, one day, for a split second it finds itself leaping out of the water and it catches a glimpse of San Francisco Harbour in all its splendour. And then quick as a flash, it’s back to the […]

Sweet sixteens

June 24, 2013

My daughter Clara had her 16th birthday party the other evening. There were about twenty youngsters there, both girls and boys – including Adam, her younger brother. Everyone got on brilliantly. In fact, they all seem to get on famously every time they get together. For example, a number of the families went camping together […]

Roots

May 13, 2013

The black UK comedian, Lenny Henry once quipped about a response he gave to a racist comment. A man had told him to go back to where he came from – at which Henry tells us that he duly got on the next train to Dudley. I find that joke rather sad – but for […]

If you’re happy and you know it…..

April 8, 2013

“So you gave me a home and you gave me a name And you told me ‘behave like the others’ Then you sent me to school which was all about rules And I learned to pretend And so I faked my way through school And now I fake my way to you……” Opening lyrics to […]

Wigilja

December 24, 2012

It’s Christmas Eve morning and Santa Claus has been and gone. In fact, it’s over two weeks now since he visited our household and left presents for the children. He actually came on 6th December, the feast of St Nicholas – which is where the name Santa (Ni)Claus derives from. So, is that it for […]

Googling conkers in Clapham

December 12, 2011

In the autumn I happened to be in Clapham, South London which is where I grew up. I decided to spend a little time tramping around the local streets, taking in both the changes and nostalgically soaking up those few elements that still remained the same.  I came to sit under the horse chestnut tree opposite our former […]