PUMPKINS, FRIENDS AND GRIEF

It’s sometimes the case that you are met at the school gate by a trembling little lip and welling eyes. Perhaps there has been a fall in the playground, a snub from a friend or disappointing test results. Take some mashed pumpkin added to a bit of flour, baking powder, eggs and a dash of salt; cinnamon sugar sprinkle…
Fried fritters and a glass of milk, snuggle her up with the dogs and a book on the couch, and everything is soon sunshine and happiness again.

When you break bread for the first time with new friends, and when these breads are abundant and varied (including pumpkin bread) and home-made by said friends; and when there is a smorgasbord of other delicious dishes: mussels in a spicy cream, three-day marinated oxtail in red wine and brandy, a cassoulet of lentil and vegetables … and when the wine is abundant and the company clever … then life seems blessed beyond measure.

And then comes Sunday and – with all so well in the world – it’s time to take it easy and just let things happen as they will …

But all the time we spare a thought for those friends who are grieving …

“Not the least hard thing to bear when they go from us, these quiet friends, is that they carry away with them so many years of our own lives.”
(John Galsworthy)

Related post: http://viewfromtheside.wordpress.com/2010/06/17/93/

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