A quote from ‘The Rings of Saturn’ by W G Sebald. This is for Mrs Picken.
My mother recently showed me the current edition of Colinton Magazine which contains memories of Mrs Picken and her husband. I have often shared my memories of Mrs Picken on … Continue reading Memories
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 … Continue reading 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 have never … Continue reading Mrs Picken