Childhood Memories

by Simon Stratton

My birthday meal was good but I wasn't allowed to have Seamus there, as he came from the other side of the wall. The staff would be off to market and I could cook the onions from the garden to make a soup for my friends from the cottages; I knew my sister wouldn't mind. "I'll turn my blindest, blindest eyes," she said, covering both eyes with her hands, "I won't be here anyway," she said, "invite who you want - will Jack Be Nimble be here?" "Yes." She had a soft spot for Jack Be Nimble (Seamus). "You're a whore," I said and smiled when she cried.

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Simon Stratton, author of Hello You, lost his MA in Creative Writing in a curry fight.