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8th October 2013 – walker

He pushes a bright red, plastic train on wheels. A blue dummy hangs from his mouth. He smiles at his mother as she bends down to remove it. Stiff-legged with the newness of walking, he toddles up the gentle slope. 

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17th September 2013 – baby

He sits on his mother’s lap, facing out. Gazing around the room, fascinated, he fixates on a toy in the middle of the floor. As she rocks him from side to side, his head moves too, snaking in time with … Continue reading

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13th September 2013 – mother

She stands in the queue with her two daughters, a look of frustration on her face. Her children pester her for the brightly coloured goods placed at their height. A world of temptation designed for them, which simply exasperates her.

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5th July 2013 – sun hat

Pink and frilly, it is perched on top of a laughing father’s head. It’s owner is behind him, carried in her mother’s arms. She giggles and snatches at it with her little baby hands.

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26th February 2013 – cake

Taken from the oven, it hisses gently. A miraculous mix of eggs, sugar and fat. The knife slides in and out cleanly. A cake for my mother, who first gave me the gift of baking.

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25th February 2013 – Syria

Five young brothers sit, shivering, in a damp and dirty cave. Like baby birds their gaze is fixed, hoping for their mother’s shadow to fill the glowing entrance. Instead, they see a cameraman, intruding on their frozen vigil, hoping to … Continue reading

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19th January – family

The woman carries a bright red plastic sledge, the ridges on its base white with snow. From behind her skips a little girl, dressed head to toe in pink. She stops dead and turns towards her mother, then falls straight … Continue reading

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8th January 2013 – little girl

A mother pushes a buggy along the crowded high street, busily talking to her friend. Bringing up the rear of this little group comes a flustered little girl, her brown padded raincoat flapping behind her. Her school bag hangs from … Continue reading

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