Archive for the Bedtime Category

As the minutes pass…

Posted in Bedtime, Home, School, Vintage on May 3, 2016 by jasonoak


Poor report

Posted in Bedtime, Images, OTK, Pyjamas, Vintage on April 10, 2016 by jasonoak


Cold comfort

Posted in Bedtime, Black and white, Cane, Images on April 4, 2016 by jasonoak


Disgraced to bed

Posted in Bedtime, Black and white, Home, Images, Victoriana on May 22, 2014 by jasonoak


Start of a long night

Posted in Bedtime, Home, Images, OTK, School on May 18, 2014 by jasonoak


Early bedtime

Posted in Bedtime, Home, OTK, Victoriana on March 12, 2014 by jasonoak


Story: The Colour of the Cane

Posted in Bedtime, Black and white, Cane, Images, OTK, School, Writing on July 21, 2012 by jasonoak

(c) April 2012

Is fascination always part fear? The dark. The unknown. The horizon. Did those early explorers, who sailed over the edge of everything they knew, feel both terror and euphoria?

And can my own memories, as clear now as they were thirty years ago, be so easily explained thus? That uneasy mix of fascination and fear that centred on two things: it – the cane; and him?

Or should I concede a further third dimension to those sepia tableaux that I summon often?

That third, forbidden part of the picture whose existence surprises me, appals me – thrills me – even still? The eroticism. The deep sexual colour in which the whole scene is bathed. The velvet of the curtains. The orange of the flames. The ochre of the stick. And the searing red of the lines he branded upon me.

In the end, is it not all about those colours?


Eighteen. And terrified. Like a cartoon villain who had run too far and fast and found herself over a clifftop before realising her doom. Stuck for one cruel moment between the assurance of what had been and the knowledge of what would come. The instant before her fall, with awareness suddenly complete of the misery that awaits. That was me.

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