Turning points and milestone

History is mapped out in turning points, those landmark events after which ‘things’ changed in a fundamental way, for good or bad or, really, both. Caesar crossing the Rubicon (sorry, a clichĂ© but oh so enticing!). For some, when a baby was born in a stable, wrapped in swaddling…you know the drill. I’m quite fond of 6th February 1918, The Representation of the People Act. Rock on sisters.

In the present these events  are manifest in milestones. The centenary of the Great War, of course, of course. A nation remembering, in many cases discovering, and reflecting. Rightly so.

More mundane. Today marks twenty years since my dad, daddy, died. Seemingly simultaneously a milestone and a turning point; everything and nothing has changed.