There's No Point In Making The Call

From time to time, especially when my writing dries up, I have thought about telephoning my half-sister to cadge an Ushaw Moor memory posting from her. Although she would be friendly and caring enough she does not 'do' nostalgia nor looking back. Neither has she much interest in family history. Her view is largely that what is done is done and there is little point in looking back. I have some sympathy for her point of view and you might be surprised by that! Having said that my sympathy does not stretch to agreement. We owe it to our children to get life stories down on paper, as well as stored electronically. Furthermore some understanding of the past can enable us to negotiate the present and decide some of our options for the future. The act of writing is also good for the brain's creative side.

Then of course there is the fun! Take last week. Having spent years trying to track down some film of the 1946 Cup Final, between Derby County and Charlton Athletic, I stumbled across it in my researches. I was able to, albeit  briefly, watch Horatio [Raich] Carter in all his pomp and the Irishman Peter Doherty in all his spell binding finery.

So there we have it. I will not be making the appeal to my half-sister  in the knowledge that she is cheese and I am chalk, at any rate about doing the past.

WB