Thursday, 3 November 2011
I'm taking a trip back in time with this pie. It was baked just over a month ago by J, not me. My pies never look quite as magnificent. J is taking home economics for GCSE. I'm learning a lot. I now get instructions on how to wash dishes, grease baking trays and chop onions. All this is delivered in a deep voice which I haven't quite got used to yet.
I have to say I'm feeling a little unsettled at the moment. This time of year is always tricky for me. There are celebrations and sadnesses - good memories and sad memories on almost every day from the beginning of October to the end of November.
I think, also, the changing nature of our own, immediate family is bringing back memories for me and stirring my emotions from pride to panic, anxiety to joy as everyone is getting that little bit older. We're definitely in the thick of family life. We're in the middle between childhood, adulthood and independence. As no-one really tells you the truth about childhbirth, no-one tells you the truth about how to handle the changing relationship with your children as you start to become the background to their own lives and the choices they want to make.