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Marion's avatar

My mother was quite a large and vocal presence in my world until she developed dementia—and that’s when I got the nerve up to write (in a non-work way), at nearly 40.

I often wished I’d been closer geographically and emotionally to a grandmother; there’s a different, more accepting relationship there. Still—so complicated, the generations.

And Michael might have been preferred to Linda, but he’s gone away, hasn’t he—and she’s stayed. That’s something.

This is such an enjoyable way to re-experience the book! Thanks for doing it.

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Melissa Harrison's avatar

Ah thank you, Marion. And yes, there can be: perhaps grandchildren no longer feel as though they reflect on you, as children do. And of course, they can be handed back!

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Linda Clark's avatar

I am so enjoying this. Thank you. I re-listened to an earlier chapter and now having listened to this one, I feel I understand Linda better, and why her relationship with her Mum is complicated. Poor Daisy! She must feel betrayed by her grandmother first ignoring her drawing, then just looking away and not supporting her. Not what she is used to! Looking forward to the next instalment. Thank you also for your reflections. It is moving to hear how your life experiences influenced the book. And why you called it Clay! I did wonder. 😊

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Melissa Harrison's avatar

Thanks for listening, Linda!

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