Feeling Grim?

LL

I get to have some time on our flights to and fro from Europe, so I sometimes occupy myself by writing these blogs.

I hear you haven't been quite so well recently. Hope it isn't too serious. Lifestyle and a damp climate doesn't help, I guess. Whereas, what I have is quite the opposite.

To digress, baubles and bangles - may be gone, temporarily, for my daughter who has legal title but not forgotten by a long way. Still on the 'to do' list for her. Guess she'll get round to it....

Shame really, I was living it up in London and Cambridge UK, while you were confined to your home through your 'illness'. We are back enjoying Florida weather for this last week, up in the high 70's F at present - warm/hot the rest of the week. No long trips again until mid March when we head to the West Coast for a few days. Probably not a shame after all is said and done, as you had your chance at the good life and blew it. I often feel sorry for you as you have messed up all along through your life and certainly screwed up the biggest chance you would have had in life. I bet if the truth be really known you regret that greatly.

I am slowing down on the books a little now, although a twelfth is on the drawing board. Concentrating a little more on my photography. I will let you see a selection sometime. They range from nature to people and places, of course. I get a lot of satisfaction creating what is essentially art through the lens of a camera. I'm a lot more interesting than you ever imagined, You just couldn't see it or take a leap of faith because you are so blinkered by your past and environment..

You aren't very often right about things and life, despite your false bravado, But, you were right about me. I was not the type to sit around after we parted and nor did I, as you now know. You said I was lucky too. That wasn't or isn't luck - it's sound decision making peppered with a certain shrewdness. I was on my knees, emotionally, back then even while we were together, so you never saw the 'real' me. All you did was kick a man when he was down. Something to be proud of, in your way of thinking, I guess. I recall how smug you were at the time but even that was a little false and also how cold you were at our penultimate meeting.

By comparison with the grossly overweight Hobbit, I am a very fit guy. Touch wood, or knock on wood as, we say here, I haven't had an illness in the last twenty plus years, blood pressure, cholesterol etc all fine. Which, I am sure, is more than can be said for him. Not making old bones is definitely on the horizon for someone in that state. Unlike him my religion isn't soccer...it's the finer things in life....and I think it's yours also.

Love is a funny old thing because, despite events, it doesn't go away. The feelings don't fade, nor does the attraction.  It's a bit like one of those flames that no matter how hard you blow on it to put it out, it keeps coming back and burns just as brightly as it always did. You know what I am talking about, I'm sure.

It's really lovely enjoying all our homes. You would love each and every one. They are modern, in superb areas, whether it's here in the States, or over there in Europe or the other locations, have the latest gizmos and in several cases a home cinema. You'd love the smell of my new cars too. I never keep any beyond a year or so and they are all top end. Not sure what your sea legs are like but our boat here and the one in the Med are superb. Boat isn't an adequate description really. To top it all you would think you had died an gone to heaven in the Gulfstream (plane) and your 30 year old could sit up front and watch how it's flown.

But none of that was to be, because of your own foolishness.

I am repeating some of this and I will continue to do so because of your foolishness, and my loss then. What follows is mainly to remind you and also to let you know that you were absolutely right about my not sitting still back in 2004/5. It was the one thing you did get right - the rest you had gotten totally wrong. You may not have rated me back then but just about everyone else did, so I figure I know who was wrong and made the wrong decision, - it sure as hell wasn't me :)

The photos that follow are a gallery and reminder of the good times I had before meeting my wife ... and after you strayed. No names, just places....I took the photos by the way, all of them, bar a couple and we all had great pleasure from them...

England

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London

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Spain

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Venice

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France 

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 New York and Italy

There are more of the above...and the others, but I'll post some more of G above soon. Beat those of the large man LOL.

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 Greece and Greek

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France and French...very French!

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 Austria and Austrian

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England

England Again

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 Australia and other parts

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England

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I've kept these small as you've seen them before :)

Spanish and Floridian tans on show 

 That guy has crept into the photos again

England

...and again

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I am often amused but the thought of your jealousy about C. If only you had known (although why should you have done - you had already gone 'off' and done your thing with others) - you would have been even more put out. Your trouble back then was that you wanted your cake , but you didn't want another to have his. Well, lady, he pretty much had the whole bakery and then some. The above gallery is not exhaustive or complete.

Strangely though after everything......Ti amo ancora e sempre sarà


Ciao xx