Author Archives: walkingthecat

You say potato, I say Kartoffel

Posted on 08/06/2014 by walkingthecat

I rescued a broken rain barrel (with a crack at the bottom) from my mother’s compulsive need to discard everything — a compulsion, btw, that is the exact opposite of that of my paternal step-grandfather, who needed to save everything … Continue reading →

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The colour burgundy

Posted on 19/05/2014 by walkingthecat

When my grandmother was a teenager, her only brother went to war. It was World War I and he never returned. When my grandmother was a new mother with two toddlers, men came to her house (the very house I … Continue reading →

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Sunday dugong

Posted on 11/05/2014 by walkingthecat

Sorry about the long silence — caused by a variety of factors, first and foremost by the demise of my old computer and, consequently, my having to get used to a new one, which included a new operating system that … Continue reading →

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