Fire in Glasgow -West End.

The picture below reminded me of Daphne du Maurier’s novel “Rebecca” and its ending few words.

“… but the sky on the horizon was not black at all. It was shot with crimson, like a splash of blood. And the ashes blew towards us with the salt wind from the sea.’

The implication was that Mrs Danvers discovered the truth about her beloved Rebecca, and in revenge she torched the large country house, ‘Manderley’.

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Disused building West Glasgow opposite my daughter’s flat. (Live Friday 20 May 2016)

Fire is fascinating; it is like a cleansing of the past, as the flames leap and twitch. There is finality in the burning where all the elements disintegrate in smoke and leave behind a powdered residue, and is a very practical solution to get rid of the unwanted items in our lives. (I don’t mean people like witches and Guy Fawkes).

In my household it is impossible to be rid of such items, to me they are unnecessary clutter. The ‘others’ with their emotional claptrap always resist trying to make space and taking ‘their stuff’ to charity shops, and so the ‘big clear out’ becomes a day wasted by reminiscing about the good times and the sad times and those bloody times that drive me mad times. Everything is boxed up again and put back into the shed or else up into the attic to be forgotten. Perhaps it is the excitement of rediscovering items from your past, and the past of deceased relatives that sub-consciously makes us hold on to the most ridiculous of items.

Remember this scarf; Granny knitted it for my first day at school, shame about the mice gnawing the wool, and on it goes. Mementos slowly deteriorating and their only function are to reflect on our lives, perhaps we need to hold on to them. Since, once they are gone we’ll miss those ‘big clear out’ days.

No wonder fire is associated with insanity.

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3 responses to “Fire in Glasgow -West End.

  1. I am the one who is keen to discard in our home. My hubby can’t help but hang on to “stuff” perhaps the answer is to take a photograph of the “first day or school scarf” and then make a photomontage. That way you could have the reminiscence without the smell of mouse pee!!!

    My daughter is great at throwing away things that are no longer relevant and I do admire her ability to keep the memory but chuck the trash.

    Your story made me think. Can’t wait to have a clear out!!

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  2. June Griffin

    Enjoyed this. June

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  3. June Griffin

    Very enjoyable read. I have been in a hoarder’s home. A hoarder can have ten toasters and not give up one. Each is different, unique, and beloved. The good that came out of that visit was I did a big cleaning out of my own. Guess I’m not as sentimental as some. Best, June

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