I’ve always been good with numbers. We did mental arithmetic at Prince Rock Junior School, and I always scored near the top. Totting up columns of four-and-tuppences and such like was never much of a challenge when I had to collect on my paper round of a Friday night, and my GCE ‘O’ Level mark in mathematics (‘hard sums’, as a friend used to call it) was one of my best results. So it strikes me as passing strange that even though I can still add up my expenses without benefit of a calculator, I can’t remember my own phone number without some sort of memory aid. I can remember our church’s telephone number, 222-9110 (a stammered emergency call, with a surprised ‘Oh’ at the end, perhaps as the caller is discovered by her sadistic kidnapper), but none of my family’s numbers has anything so dramatic to bring it to mind.
Archives for April 2010
Faint Hope?
Image via Wikipedia Easter — Sunday, 4 April 2010. I went to church this morning and found myself wondering whether I believed what I was singing and saying. What does Easter really mean to me, and does it matter? As I have got older so I have thought rather less about life after death and […]