Sharples has given us another episode from his memoirs
A lot is made of knowing and not forgetting where we come from. It is as if we are the circumstances of our birth and those same circumstances dictate where we can go in life. I know my roots and value them.
My father was a traveller and rarely stayed in one place long enough to make a difference. My mother was a lady and lived in moderate comfort, and still does as far as I know. She came from a known and prestigious line, my father did not.
My mother raised me and nurtured me through my first days of life. She gave me my taste for the finer things in life. She taught me to value the hand that feeds with grace and elegance.
From my father, I never met my father so what can I have got from him. The instinct for survival when the chips are down is in my blood as is the wanderlust I feel at times. I like to think he gave me that.
So what does that make me? I am unique, I am Sharples.
© JG Farmer 2014