Daily Archives: December 7, 2014


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Teddy and the river 4

I do not have many memories that involve my Father, but this is one of those. It also involves Teddy, one of the first bears I remember owning. View image | gettyimages.com As a tiny girl I occasionally visited my Father for days out in the city. On the day in question it was warm but grey. We went to one of the many open spaces along the Thames and we went boating. A tiny wooden paddle boat, faded and flaking blue paint outside and greying white inside. There were no life jackets, but there was a red and white ring on the river bank. I don’t remember getting in the boat but in the boat I was imagining the boat was bigger and my Dad would come home with us so we would be a “normal” family. Even as a tiny wee thing back then I knew living with […]