It stopped me

Last week I came across the above gravestone in Stewarton Churchyard and it stopped me. Mrs Picken was an elderly widow, who day after day, year after year, left an apple on her window-sill for me as I delivered her daily paper. I made this film many years ago: it is a film about my memory and Mrs Picken’s fading memory.

Recently I was in Colinton to celebrate my parents 55th wedding anniversary and my mum told me that the sign to Mrs Picken’s husband’s bootmaker shop had been revealed whilst renovations were underway. I shed a tear on seeing this old sign.

delivering news that passed me by

I was a paper-boy
delivering news that passed me by,
every day.

I was paper-boy to Mrs Picken:
36 Redford Drive.
who left me an apple on her window-sill
every day.

I was a paper-boy
delivering news
every day.

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