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Move forward, look back.

15 Dec

Milos thought the stars seemed brighter at Christmas, and alhough there was no snow on the ground, there was a clarity in the way the lamps lit the walk to Regent’s Park.

“Don’t worry, this will feel like home soon”. Gabor sounded like he meant it.

But would it? His memories were so fresh it was hard to believe this was not Budapest.

Nineteen fifty seven! Say it Milos…NINETEEN FIFTY SEVEN. A great time for a young man to begin his life of freedom!”.



Go for the dark meat.

11 Dec


Have one good suit.

30 Nov



24 Nov



23 Nov

Call your mum at Christmas.

21 Nov

Will you remember me? I will stop and wait for you to pass. Perhaps you’ll take pity on me, as a fine man would pity any beggar.

And here you come, so near.

“Spare a coin for an old woman?” (Is my voice not familiar, are my eyes not like yours?)…but I am brushed aside like street filth. Smut underfoot.

“MOVE ASIDE, Old Mother Time” – a guardsman laughs, “Pray allow the King to continue his progress”.

And so passes my son.





Stand your ground.

19 Nov



18 Nov


17 Nov

She’d never forget this movie. It was the first time Cathy had held hands for more than three seconds.

Get busy.

12 Nov

“We are like sisters here. We care for our own”, and she looked at her for a long while. Well, this sister never blinks, Pearl thought.

So many sisters and no brothers.

From what she could, see none of the girls in the house did much. Such a big, fine house too. There were others to do for them. Folks to clean, folks to launder, folks doing the cooking, even some folks for the mending.

What was a soul expected to do with herself all day…play rummy?