This week I’m a straw-widow.** Or widower, more like it.
Wife K and the red-haired girl have taken off to Turkey for a week’s short holiday. Missing them both, I’ve been looking at old home movies shot on our sturdy old Hi-8 camcorder.
It’s been fun testing out an analog-to-digital converter a friend lent me, and at the same time re-discovering clips I hadn’t seen in a dozen years.
Here’s one tiny moment of joy I’d completely forgotten:
That girl and I are still playing together.
If we have time when they get back, we’ll make one showing what we’ve been practicing lately.
**A direct translation of the German term Strohwitwe(r), which you become when your spouse is away for a while.
The banner photograph shows the town of Britannia Beach, BC, Canada, where I grew up. It's home. But I don't live there anymore.
Very cool, Ian! Is that a beach near Hamburg? And does your daughter still chase you around the beach?
Hi Pete – yes, it’s the north bank of the Elbe. We used to live only five minutes away.
Sorry it took so long to get back to you – I’ve been away for a couple of weeks!