Autumn has that effect on me. As the days shorten and the leaves start to show hints of gold, I often find myself remembering, rather than looking forward, especially on days like today, with its leaden sky and persistent rain. Such a contrast from last Friday, when John and I had a long but very pleasant drive from the heart of rural Wales to that of the English Midlands, to attend a touching and affectionate celebration of the life of one of our oldest friends, whom I met in my first year at university in the mid-60s.
In the six and a half years since I stopped blogging, this was just the latest in a series of such celebrations and memorials – for two of my four much-loved sisters, one older and one younger - for my dear mother-in-law, sister-in-law and nephew - and for a number of good friends. It was a reminder, if one were needed, of passing time and the fact that life brings constant change.
Thankfully by no means all the changes have been sad ones. One of the happy and satisfying ones has been the transformation of our three grandsons from gangling schoolboys into (very tall) young men in their early 20s. The eldest is already in his second job since graduation and thoroughly enjoying life in the big city. His younger brother graduated this summer with an excellent degree and is busy job-hunting, and their cousin, the youngest of the three, starts his second year at university this month.
Another of the happy changes was our adoption four years ago, in the middle of the pandemic, of our beloved black cat, Larry. It was over 20 years since our last cat died and couldn’t be replaced, because we were constantly on the move. We had almost forgotten how totally a cat will take over your life if you let him and of course we did let him, becoming completely besotted with his affectionate nature and endearing ways. We can’t imagine life without him now.
Talking of Larry,
I hear scratching at my study door, which means that it’s his tea-time (his
time-keeping is remarkably accurate) and
as we all know, dogs have masters, but cats have slaves…