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Full Circle
by
Debbie Young
Bolster.
It may not be the most
obvious name for a cat, but the solid ginger barrel of fur that I adopted in my
thirties reminded me of nothing so much as the firmly stuffed cylindrical
pillow that in my childhood lived on my grandmother’s bed.
I learned a lot of words from my
grandmother. I spent my school holidays in the little terraced house that she’d
bought off-plan between the wars with my late grandfather, as the London suburbs
crept ever further from her East End childhood home.
Grandma shared the house with
many items retained from an earlier age. Raising her own children in a time of
rationing and risk – her street still bore gaps inflicted by German bombs – she
made things last. Though frugal, she was never mean. She just didn’t buy anything
she didn’t need.
Her home therefore remained
unchanged throughout my childhood, providing an invaluable anchor when I was changing
so much myself – the wooden biscuit barrel, the old tea caddy now used for
storing sweets, the unkillable tradescantia on the windowsill of the tiny front
room.
The only new items appearing were well-meaning gifts from her family. To
me each new arrival was an unnecessary intruder, apart from the gifts I bought
myself. Most likely my father and my aunts had much the same experience when
they were my age.
As to the bolster, it spent its
days quietly on Grandma’s bed, waiting until it was time to prop her up to read
her book at bedtime. Only rarely was it called upon to descend the stairs.
Indeed, I only learned the word bolster when I twisted my ankle playing
hopscotch in her garden.
According to Grandma, elevation (another new word) of the extremity (and another), along with tea, biscuits and sympathy, was her prescription for my cure.
According to Grandma, elevation (another new word) of the extremity (and another), along with tea, biscuits and sympathy, was her prescription for my cure.
And so I spent the afternoon lying on her sofa with my ankle propped up on the sturdy bolster. To distract me from the pain, she read me stories and then recited the comic poems she’d learned by heart when she was my age. An unscheduled snooze, from which I awoke to find myself beneath the soft embrace of her grey paisley patterned eiderdown, also helped speed my recovery. No wonder Americans call eiderdowns comforters. By tea-time, I was sufficiently recovered to skip down her front garden path when my big brother came to take me home.
So when decades later, a very fluffy stray cat, light as a kitten beneath its soft silvery coat began to insinuate itself into my household, (with Bolster’s tacit permission, of course), my choice of name for the interloper was obvious: Eiderdown.
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Alas, this is the end of our Ten Minute Tales season ...
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Full list of stories
in Author order
in Author order
- Ghost by Louise Adam
- Confessions of a Tooth Fairy by Cryssa Bazos
- One Last Time by Anna Belfrage
- Peace Over Truth by Inge H.Borg
- Be Careful by Richard Dee
- Fortune Told by Nicky Gallier
- Sword For Hire by Nicky Galliers
- Hola by Nicky Galliers
- The Bloody Earl of Chester by Nicky Galliers
- Diamond Windows by Nicky Galliers
- The Cottage by Barbara Gaskell Denvil
- The Big Issue by Jean Gill
- The Cats of Capriale by J.G. Harlond
- Heroes by Helen Hollick
- The Dog In The Window by Helen Hollick
- Westminster Abbey 1064 AD by Helen Hollick
- Yns Witrin - Glastonbury Tor 455AD by Helen Hollick
- The Atlantic Ocean June 1709 by Helen Hollick
- His Cousin's Bride by Catherine Kullmann
- Candlemass by Erica Laine
- A Future Fairy Tale by Erica Lainé
- The Bridge by Erica Lainé
- In Smoke by Rosalind Minett
- Kicking Up A Dust by Alison Morton
- The Rule by Mary Donnarumma Sharnick
- The Golden Cavalier by Elizabeth St John
- We Are The Champions by Richard Tearle
- The Return to Loch Shiel by Richard Tearle
- The Man Who Sank The Titanic by Ethan J Ward aged 9
- Springfield Road by Annie Whitehead
- Full Circle by Debbie Young
What a perfect way to round off this series. Thank you Debbie and thank you Helen :-)
ReplyDeleteA lovely story. Thanks.
ReplyDeleteLovely and gentle story and I especially loved the insight into the lives of a different generation - they certainly didn't buy what they didn't need!
ReplyDeleteThanks everyone - I enjoyed this project!
ReplyDeleteThank you for organising it all, Helen - I enjoyed every day of it and am going to miss my morning read
DeleteA comforting tale of cats and "featherbeds" (as they say in Austria) to leave us with good thoughts. Thank you, Debbie.
ReplyDeleteAnd Thank You, Helen, for yet another round of great stories.
This brought back such strong memories of my own grandmother's house, Debbie - complete with bolster and eiderdown (and crocheted bed-jacket for really chilly evenings!). The only time I have ever slept in until noon was in the cosy box bedroom of her house, under that eiderdown - confirming all her worst fears about the slovenly habits of students! Thank you for a lovely blast from the past.
ReplyDeleteAnd thank you to Helen for organising these ten-minute delights - I have enjoyed them all.