Back in the eighties, Marks and Spencers sold books and one of these was Snail Painting for Children. It suggested growing snails in a back garden and, once they are large enough, adorning their shells with paint or glitter. The book contained photographs of the decorated creatures. If you search for this book, on google or on etsy, it's not there, as if it has tumbled out of history. But I remember flicking through it in the shop, and my mother saying we couldn't afford to buy it. I know it existed and I have to choose between me being wrong or the universe being wrong. But I have reservations about other memories. A lesson in primary school, where we staged a seance. Children being herded into the back of a broken-down white lorry. A magician's body in an alley, the week after he performed at a friend's birthday, which the adults didn't seem to care about. The scout hut disco where one of the songs was just whoops and howling. Mysteries in my life that I cannot solve.
"A fun craft activity for kids!"
"A fun craft activity for kids!"
"A fun craft activity for kids!"
Back in the eighties, Marks and Spencers sold books and one of these was Snail Painting for Children. It suggested growing snails in a back garden and, once they are large enough, adorning their shells with paint or glitter. The book contained photographs of the decorated creatures. If you search for this book, on google or on etsy, it's not there, as if it has tumbled out of history. But I remember flicking through it in the shop, and my mother saying we couldn't afford to buy it. I know it existed and I have to choose between me being wrong or the universe being wrong. But I have reservations about other memories. A lesson in primary school, where we staged a seance. Children being herded into the back of a broken-down white lorry. A magician's body in an alley, the week after he performed at a friend's birthday, which the adults didn't seem to care about. The scout hut disco where one of the songs was just whoops and howling. Mysteries in my life that I cannot solve.