Juliet, Holloway, 29 May 2020

Yesterday I went into Dad’s house for the first time and started clearing and cleaning. I didn’t get much further than the kitchen. It was like excavating through the strata of the last three months’ events: Dad’s mostly uneaten 90th birthday cake still on a plate from the start of lockdown, discarded disposable gloves, theContinue reading “Juliet, Holloway, 29 May 2020”

Juliet, Holloway, 21 May 2020

The weather’s beautiful again now. Am up at my favourite spot by Dethick church. The last few days have all been about paperwork: beginning the process of transferring Mum’s assets into Dad’s name. Mum’s will is very simple and leaves everything to Dad, except for £100 to her godson David. He’s her friend Chris’s sonContinue reading “Juliet, Holloway, 21 May 2020”