Uncles

Graeme Reid writes of a conversation between nephews and uncles, that builds into a searing reflection on affective kinship, the hold(s) of the past, and belonging in our beautiful, fractured country.

[Editor’s note: this piece is somewhat longer than our usual Sunday morning briewe. And so, as it is 05:00, first go brew yourself a cup of coffee, imagine you are opening The Guardian’s Long Read, and settle in for a 17-minute read. It is going to be worth it, mos. - WS]

We are sitting in a coffee shop in Nieu-Bethesda taking leave of each other at the …