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Happy to have the face of one that I love


By Nicky Marr

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Nicky Marr and her mum share a smile - and the crinkles around their eyes that go with it.
Nicky Marr and her mum share a smile - and the crinkles around their eyes that go with it.

I caught sight of myself in the mirror the other evening, except it wasn’t me staring back. I was cleaning my teeth and there she was, my mother. She wasn’t actually in the bathroom with me – it’s been several decades since she supervised my toothbrush technique – but she was undeniably in the reflection. Which is hardly surprising. I’ve been morphing into her for years.

I put my toothbrush down and, as the mouthwash did its stuff, I studied my face. Devoid of make-up and, with my hair scraped back while a layer of night cream started to soak in, I looked properly at that face – all of it – for the first time in years.

I see my face all the time, of course, but I realised I avoid looking at it properly. If I wear make-up, I’ll occasionally check my eyes to wipe off smudged mascara, and my lips to reapply worn lipstick. But looking at my face as a whole? Dispassionately, curiously? That hardly happens at all.

So, what did I see, under the harsh, overhead lights of the bathroom? I saw a 54-year-old woman whose face shows evidence of worry and frowns, but also of smiles and laughter. I saw a face that has lived and loved – and that still lives and loves. I saw the trace of a tiny scar from childhood, evidence of licking an empty condensed milk tin. And I saw the freckles that have dotted my nose and cheeks since childhood.

I saw a mother and a wife, a daughter and a sister, a friend, and a dodger of all but the most necessary housework. And I saw a woman who feels content to have reached the age of 54 with a healthy and fit body, with both parents well and both daughters happy, a job she loves and a prescription for HRT.

And looking back at me, I saw my mother’s face too. There’s just 19 years between us. That felt like an unbridgeable gap when I was a child and a teenager, but it’s now pretty well irrelevant. I saw mum in the shape of my nose and chin, and the roundness of my cheeks. Where her eyes are hazel, mine are greeny-grey, but their shape is similar – as are the lines (crows’ feet?) which, miraculously, all seem to turn from wrinkles into crinkles when we smile.

But while I make some efforts to hold those wrinkles in check, I embrace them too. Ageing is a privilege that’s denied to too many. My face, my wrinkles, scars and wobbly bits are the story of my life so far. And if my future is to look more like my mum, I’ll gladly take that. After all, hers is a face I’ve loved all my life. Why stop now?

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Demolition is the right move

What to do with Jimmy Saville’s Glencoe house has been a problem since shortly after his death, with those horrific revelations of decades of sexual abuse.

The new owners of the property will soon lodge plans with Highland Council to demolish the white-washed cottage and build a modern family home.

The plan is that this will also pay tribute to a different former owner, mountaineer and pioneer of mountain rescue in Scotland, Dr Hamish MacInnes.

Good.

The plans for the new eco-home, which will sit in the shadow of The Three Sisters and Aonach Eagach, won’t be to everyone’s taste, but the sooner the ghosts of that monster are erased from the landscape, the better.

I look forward to seeing the cottage demolished and a new future emerging from the rubble early next year.

Just one thing? Oh, if only!

Can I recommend the podcast “Just One Thing” from Dr Michael Mosley?

The doctor-turned-journalist is helpfully cutting through a myriad of conflicting advice to offer “Just One Thing” that we can do every day to boost our health and wellbeing.

Brilliant!

Except that he’s just launched series two, which adds up – so far – to “Just Thirteen Things” every day.

By the time I fit in a cold shower, deep knee bends, a 15-minute walk, a bathe in nature, fermenting my own foods, learning a language, counting my blessings, and standing on one leg, where exactly is the time to work and sleep?

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