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The smell of tomato plants and carnations suited my father; although they were strong and distinctive, they were not sweet. My father had an acute sense of smell, and we were all - the children certainly, my mother perhaps less so - more than slightly proud of the time when he threw a vase of auratum lilies out of the library window. Their scent suggests something overblown, decadent. They are the lilies I imagine Shakespeare had in mind as ‘festering’. To my father they seemed excessive, and I know that his dislike of the colour red and his refusal to allow any of us to wear it came from the same but unnamed source.
His distaste for excess was reflected in his appearance. None of his family was tall and, though strong and physically fit, he had a small frame. I never saw him a pound overweight. Nor, I think, did I ever see him take a snack between meals or eat anything if he weren’t hungry. It took years after I had left Ireland to overcome the illogical belief that eating dessert is slightly unmasculine, and I am still not able to listen to a man discuss his weight or diet without some loss of respect.
My father’s face was formed by his bone structure and softened by his wit. It had no spare flesh, no additional colour. I don’t even know what colour his hair had originally been - by the time I remember him it was somewhat faded and thinning and a little grey. Even his name had been pared down. He had been christened Ernest, but all his life he had been known by his nickname, Sammy.
Children are supposed to wish their parents conventional, to conform to a standard which renders them invisible to the next generation. Since this was, in our case, clearly not possible, we aimed at the next-best thing: an acceptable stereotype. Once my father was established as a bona fide eccentric we would all be on safer ground, so we delighted in his habit of always using a smaller than normal fork and were proud of his allergy to fish.
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