My Mother’s Voice

Alzheimer’s being the conniving thieving bitch that  it is, my mother wasn’t herself in the final years of her life. The  woman I visited in the Alzheimer’s special care unit was a stranger wearing my mother’s skin but not much else, like the invasion of the body snatchers had taken place, month after month beneath the surface, until one day we looked and the woman we knew was gone, replaced by some alien being. An imposter. Intruder alert. Intruder alert. She died back in 2012. Don’t worry; I won’t be getting maudlin on you.  My real mother–not that stranger in a wheel chair, head nodding on her shoulder–is who I want to think about today.  My real mother —Enid Maude Good nee Hayden, a prim, old-fashioned name, perhaps the only thing about her I didn’t love— was British-born and had a lovely London lilt to her voice her whole life even though she left England in the mid-1950’s. I suppose at thirty, her vocal patterns were already frozen in place.  Sounding like a cross between

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Queen Me

Updated 1/5/2018
With the popularity of The Crown, seasons 1 & 2 streaming on Netflix, I wanted to share my thoughts on Princess Elizabeth.

I havent lived in England for years and years. And years. Basically a very long time. The kind of time you cough into your hand over, trying to hide the exact humungous number of years. Long enough ago that any reasonable person could be forgiven for calling me an American. But beware, should you say anything negative about the UK or Queen Elizabeth, my British roots will start showing and my British blood will start boiling. Ill start flapping my British passport in the air, and put on my best True Brit voice. While Im very much an American, Im British by birth, born in 1953, in —as Im fond of saying and saying—a scene right out of Call the Midwife. Ive got a thing for the Queen from being born so close to her coronation day that my parents gave me Elizabeth for my middle name. Just a few days shy of being named Elizabeth Simone instead of the other way around. A few days days shy of being a Liz versus a Sim. Liz, Lizzie. I dont mind the sound of that.

Growing up in Canada, the Queen's portrait was centered above the blackboard in my elementary school classrooms. I went to Princess Elizabeth Middle School in Niagara Falls, built in 1953 pre-Coronation day: its where I went through puberty, where I went to my first school dances, where I met Laura, one of my best friends to this very day. 
It was 1968, when we moved away, leaving Canada behind for the good ol US of A. Thousands of young American men were coming to Canada and here we were going away. We left the Queen behind too, her royal portrait with its regal looking gown and crown replaced by the picture of LBJ, droopy jowls and all.
We didnt just see him on our classroom walls, we saw him day after day on the Nightly Horror Show they called the news. I preferred the Queen.


Sharing this with Joy Weese Moll for British Isles Friday


  1. Hi Sim - I am blog-hopping from the A-Z and find another expat! I was born in Australia but lived in England from the age of two, so I'm English to all intents and purposes, so that is where we are trying to return to from Tenerife.
    I also have a son living in Ontario, and my name is Elizabeth. I'm known as Lizy or liz.
    Good luck with the rest of the A-Z

  2. Hello there.
    I'm a British expat living in the US for fifteen years now. I had to laugh as I was just watching an episode of Call The Midwife. I was really upset too when my sister told me on the phone I had an American I cried..cannot be! I think she was just trying to wind me up...knowing how much I dislike the American drawl (lol).
    Thanks for sharing.

    Entrepreneurial Goddess

  3. I always liked those early portraits of the Queen. When I collected stamps I had so many stamps with this portrait on them. Ah, the British Empire where the sun never set.

    I chose Elizabeth as the middle name for my middle daughter.

    Arlee Bird
    A to Z Challenge Co-host
    Tossing It Out

  4. I have a friend whose mom is British, been here for years and refuses to trade her green card for citizenship cuz she loves her country so much. It's nice to see people holding on to their cultural heritage.

    Fulfilling Dreams

  5. I miss the portraits of the Queen as well. I grew up in Australia and moved to the U.S at 22. I think a lot of us expats still love the queen no matter how long we have been out of the U.K or its commonwealth nations.

    Sean at His and Her Hobbies

  6. Appreciate all the comments! Had a glitch, didn’t know you were all here!

  7. I always get a kick out of spotting the Queen's portrait in British TV shows and movies. I don't remember presidential portraits as a big part of my childhood. Except Washington. I think I was in a few classrooms where he was on display.


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