The most wonderful and amazing thing happened to me this week. Maria Walker, the artist I have been collaborating with since July’s Zest for a Day, and I had a meeting at Castle Arts Centre in Frodsham where she had an exhibition. She was showing me work she had done using a series of letters she bought in an antique shop, when we made the astonishing realisation that these letters had been written to my father’s sister by his whole family, back in the 1920s. The bundle includes letters written by my father.
This is nothing short of a miracle. I feel as though I have been given my dad back. He died in 1978, at only 67, and I was only 24. I am writing new poems about all this and Maria is working at new art.