Joan Didion in 'My Year of Magical Thinking' refers to 'vortexes'.
Those moments when something in the present triggers memories of the
Me and Miss L went to a blogger's event at Manchester's fabulous The
Lowry, last week. We sat in the Lowry outlet mall beforehand, Miss L
refusing to eat because she was fascinated by the men throwing 'mini
arrows' on the TV screens.
As I explained the rules of darts, it took me into a vortex, right back to Sunday afternoons with my paternal grandma and grandad.
A fine spread of triangle sandwiches, tomatoes and lettuce from the garden, homemade quiche, victoria sponge and fairy cakes washed down with tea or lemonade in china teacups.
My Grandma ran the colliery canteen and my Grandad ran a dairy and was a keen gardener, so food was important to them.
In complete contrast to the dainty spread, we always watched wrestling or darts on the telly.
Three little legacies here, the value of simple, homecooked food using the best ingredients. The value of proper teacups. And a reminder of my working class roots.
Have you had a vortex moment recently?
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