I had almost forgotten this piece of writing – an early exercise from my life Writing course in 2017. Seeing this list, I remember enjoying the random nature of the activity and being surprised at how much flowed out of it.
There is, I think, beauty in recalling random memories. Life is, after all, a series of moments, and these are some of mine.
- The scuttling of mice in the night – before being caught in our traps
- The police on our doorstep
- At age five, the grey Ford Anglia my father, left in the last time I saw him
- Our African Grey parrot escaping – an open window on a hot summer’s day was all it took
- Long Saturday afternoons transferring sodden clothes from the washtub to the spin tub
- Hearing mum’s final instructions to the repairman about our twin-tub
- Cobweb, spooked by a flying plastic bag – bolting across the field with my little sister and her little friend on her back
- Three ducks, Gertrude, Bill and Jemima – chasing each other around in a tight circle
- Trying not to gag – each morning, I collected eggs from their hutch
- Coming home from school to find, Fred our tortoise crawling along the road
- Frozen fingers trying to fish out the pennies owed in change to customers on my paper round
- Walking into a wall of laughter the morning – I entered the school common room with my new Afro
- The green salad bowl mum used to cut my sister’s hair and give it shape
- Three-inch black platform shoes and having the money to buy them
- Cooking fat and chips from my holiday job at Allhallows caravan park
- Mum hovering by the kitchen doorway the day my A’Level results arrived
- The Stanley knife on the top deck of a bus – was it meant to threaten or impress?
- My first job appraisal after graduating – I very nearly blew it
- A shower of rose petals on my wedding day
- A clear patch of radiant blue sky – the day I handed in my letter of resignation
- Floating away on a cloud of Pethidine
- Hearing, ‘she’s Tachycardic,’ as they wheeled me in for a Caesarean
- The Liverpool Care Pathway letter – handed to us at mum’s bedside
- Sitting in the kitchen the evening she took her last breath
- Jelly legs, the morning we arrived at the children’s hospital reception for our daughter’s operation.
- Seeing my brother for the first time as he strolled towards us on the bus, we hired – in Mandeville
- Horse riding in the sea at Runaway Bay, Jamaica
So, what would your life look like as a list?
Until next time