Flicking idly through my Facebook newsfeed, I came across the following instruction (shared, curiously enough, by a former Star Trek cast member):
Unable to resist, I reached for The Heart Is A Lonely Hunter by Carson McCullers.
So, page 206, my love life:
Business picked up around five.
Tickled me 🙂
“How can the dead be truly dead when they are still walking in my heart?”
– Clock Without Hands, Carson McCullers
(The quote is from the book that I’m reading at the moment.)
(The photograph is of my maternal grandparents on their wedding day. I never met my Grandfather, but have always wondered about him. When they were courting, the usual Catholic v Church of England tension was going on within the families, and my Grandfather said he would never marry while his (disapproving) mother was still alive. After she died, they married, but my Gran wore a grey dress instead of a white one out of respect for her recently deceased mother-in-law. I think this quite a dignified and humble gesture on her part.)
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