In
connection with my work a friend handed me a copy of 'Granta The
magazine of New Writing' from Winter 2004. This edition was all
called Mothers. In it I found a short story by Ian McEwan
which tells the tale of the narrator's mother now frail and senile.
As he visits her in her nursing home he recalls his early memories of
her as a young woman, then in her prime as a swift and graceful
swimmer. Perhaps it is her name, Lily that has led me down memory
lane this week with both sad and amusing recollections of my own
Grandmother who shared her name. Or maybe it is making work from
clothing that has brought on this little fit of nostalgia!
| Lily |
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