No Diary

’No Diary’ is my response to the surprise find of a the drab, brown notebook, the back cover missing, in the bottom of mum’s wardrobe.I was clearing mum’s house with my siblings when it came to light and was almost discarded there and then! Imagine! Flicking through the pages to see mum’s compact,neat writing making the most of every square centimetre of the page,folding it shut and clutching the notebook gently in to my chest with a sigh, realising the importance of the words written there, even though I had no idea what they said.Her diary! Left with mixed emotions, the work of translation was yet to begin.