Diana Mary Jackson (1958) ~ Alderney

How the island of Alderney Stole my Heart

This is my final post on our family history, showing how Alderney has been indelibly imprinted upon my soul.

Since I have no children I am the end of the line on this part of our family tree, which is one reason why, even though married, I chose to write under my maiden name Jackson.

Born in 1958, my memories of family holidays growing up are delightful, either going west to Devon or Cornwall or over to the Channel Islands, first to Guernsey (once too early in my life to remember) then to Sark when I was ten and then three wonderful breaks on Alderney, three weeks at a time over Alderney Week when I was in my teens.

And so, here’s my life in photos, focussing mainly, but not exclusively, on trips to Alderney:

Diana and Mum (Patricia Jackson) 1958

Diana (10yrs), Dad (Arthur Jackson) and sister Christine 1968

Family rock-pooling on Alderney, Diana aged 13

Mum, Diana (aged 15 yrs) Christine and Grandma Green on Braye Beach Alderney

Diana (16yrs) and Christine

Diana celebrating her 50th at the Braye Beach Hotel Alderney (2008)

Diana with husband Roger celebrating the launch of her debut novel Riduna at the Braye Beach 2009

Corblets Bay, Alderney 2009

Mum and Dad at Arch Bay in 2010 when they joined us on their final trip to Alderney

Diana Jackson 2013 with the launch of MURDER, Now and Then

First holiday of freedom from Covid lock-down in the Greek island of Tinos in May 2022

We did return to Alderney in the autumn of 2022, hopefully one of many visits to come. I feel emotionally drawn to the island; I have a connection through time and family for nearly 200 years and the Alderney will always remain in my heart.

A Song of an Idea Springing from

MISSING Past and Present

Is Life Just a Roll of a Dice?

My original inspiration for my latest novel was a chance finding of a dice, when walking one day. As I thought of life in terms of rolling a dice, out poured the idea for the story. Mulling this over the lyrics for a song whispered to me but unfortunately not the tune. Here it is?

One …..One ….. One

Abandoned and homeless I started to run;

Running from life, running from life.

Two ….. Two ….. Two

Sleeping in shacks, eating left over food;

Hiding from you, hiding from you.

Three ….. Three ….. Three

My friends were the mice and the birds just like me;

Setting me free, setting me free.

Four ….. Four ….. Four

Then wandering footpaths I spied an old place;

Open the door, open the door.

Five ….. Five ….. Five

Sheltered from winter I started to thrive.

I was alive, I was alive.

Six ….. Six ….. Six

Good fortune was finally one of life’s tricks

I know I’ll survive, I know I’ll survive.

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Here’s my challenge to you:

If by any chance you can think of a tune for it do get in touch: diana@dianajacksonauthor.com

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