Something Useful for 2019 - Exercise No. 29
Memory is a random beastie. Some of my most vibrant and heartfelt memories are of events that have little true importance. They aren't of choices I made that changed my life forever. They're rarely connected with anything that is newsworthy. Now I think of it, they probably wouldn't impress anyone other than the person I was in that moment. One such memory instantly pulls me back into the mind and heart of my younger self. I was six years old. I had three friends - A, A and J. Being an only child with parents who had kept me to themselves in the years running up to school, A, A and J were my first real friends. I trusted them completely, as six year olds do, and as such played with a joyful abandon at whatever imaginary game we chose. Sometimes, we would play characters from our favourite TV show - Alias Smith and Jones , a Western TV series about two cowboys on the run from the law. A and J would play the named characters. The other A would generally play a g...