• Memoir,  Thanksgiving,  Van Morrison

    say thank you . . .

    I’m supposed to be doing an assignment for my photography class. Weary of predictable photographs shot straight on, our instructor has assigned a prepositional scavenger hunt requiring us to shoot from various angles – against, across, beyond, beneath, around, behind, below, between, inside, outside, on top of, toward, through, and upon. And so it was that I found myself wandering…

  • Memoir,  Themes of childhood

    domestic affairs & northern ireland

    Celebrating the Ordinary and things of a domestic nature: Day Six Before Home Economics was standard fare on the Northern Ireland curriculum, there was Domestic Science. Other than Physical Education, which I skillfully avoided with a note from my mother when I “had cramps,” it was my least favorite subject in school.  It involved the planning of meals, cooking, baking, and, for a…

  • Feminism,  Memoir

    sense and sensibility … and sensible hair

    “Didn’t we used to call you Crystal Tipps?” Why yes, you did. Relentlessly. It was funnier to you than it was to me. Teetering on the edge of adolescence in the early seventies, I instinctively knew that Crystal’s coiffure, a big triangular purple frizz, belonged only on the BBC, in the groovy world of cut-out animation created by Hilary Hayton.…

  • Breast Cancer Treatment,  Diagnosis,  fear of recurrence,  Mammograms,  Memoir

    the saturday shot … i’m expecting you

    One of the first gifts my husband ever gave me was a silver pocket compass.  While not at all useful, it is of great sentimental value.  Having noted very early in our relationship my stellar capacity for getting lost and notwithstanding the fact that I was then a novice driving on the American (and wrong) side of the road my man…