Posted: Yesterday at 23:54
Topbird. Thank you so much. You appear to be so understanding. This lass now aged around 52/3. She is as she terms it Black.. Jamaican roots but fro Kennington London. She often would call around and Val my late wife , her and my self had many interesting chats togeter. Val once said to me. Mick.. Please be careful. Why I would ask. Mick, Yvonne fancies you. She hangs on every word you say. Truthfully I hadn't spotted this. Val and I had what must have been the perfect marriage. It was love at first sigt and we spent the next 48 yrs together. We raise dto wonderful daughtes and unbelievably. We never had a row. Then when sadly Val died. Yvonne began texting/phoning etc my youngest, Amanda. Mandy, how's your dad. In the end Amanda said. Phone him talk to him. Yes Yvonne and I belong to the same belief. There are strict biblical based rules etc. To be honest. I say this. Hand on heart. Truthfully I don't know why I am interested in this lady. I was invited out for an evening meal by her. I had to decline. I had arrranged to to take Amanda and the gradchildren out. Yvonne pleaded. So I asked my friends Robin and Sue to come along. We had a great meal, and Sadly Sue was somewhat disabled. She winked at me and I cottoned on. So Yvonne and I existed. Why is still the mystery. At the table. Y was a real bute such a gem. Then back at my flat. We chated all four of us. Turned out. Y and me had worked for the same city solicitors. Y sugested we go places, museums art galleries and flower shows etc. Then oput of the blue she asks. Where are we going to live? Sorry babe? When we are maried. Bloddy hell. Mike is close to 75, Y is 52/3. Then for the time being. I want a close friend. Counting up the points. I at my stage of life have bugger all to offer a girl.. Then it all fell flat. I might be a horticulturist and a scientist, but. I am not a psycologist. This lady openly told me that she had been married and also had had a relationship, which way around, who cares. It now seems so clear to me. She continues to tell me. Mike. You have done nothing wrong. Mike you are one in a million. Yet she is reluctant even to meet in the High St. and have a coffee. As the gent that I am. I am constantly saying sorry. I fell thatshe has in the past sufferred two blows to her life. Despite her attempting to distance herself. Our text messages always end with XX. My daiugter Amanda considers she , Y, has treated me badly. Look I am a silly old begar and just want a bit of frienship. No back row snugles etc. Just friendship. There now. The lady author in Pink needs to watch out.