For LL
Amazing how much a photo can reveal LL. Take that shot of the tree, the one that came from one of my gardens. It has lasted well and grown from strength to strength To such an extent that it had to be cut back. Then there's the fence which is still in need of attention, some thirteen years on.
That photo tells me a number of things. The tree has lasted a lot longer than you did and still going strong,. rather like I would have done if you hadn't played around. The fence. A lack of funds perhaps? It is obvious your man has done nothing to help you out in that respect. I use the word 'man' advisedly. Any man worth his salt, and in a relationship lasting thirteen years, would have done a lot of things for you, domestically. But then, thinking about it, he probably isn't fit enough...or tall enough or rich enough.
Since Portugal, I have flitted about a bit. First I flew Annie back to London, then there was a wedding in Hereford to attend for a guy called Tim and his now wife. Back to Marbella and on to Geneva, after a few days, for the business jet show EBACE. Now I have Trisha with me. First in Marbella and now here in Denia. We will finish off with a little city living in Barcelona, before I fly her back home in my jet.
I'm not sure if you recall Trisha. She's the lady from Bristol who has to spend time in London with her work - design and art. We met via, of all things, MFO. During 2004 and then onward - we became quite close. I spent time in Bristol and she spent time with me in Norfolk. Of course I felt 'free' after March 2004. The date of your 'downfall' with me. At one point she wanted to marry me, but I met Ash. She married a guy called Chris (her second marriage) and she was well under forty - she's only in her early forties now. That didn't work out and she's divorced again...and, yes, I have helped her a little financially. After all I can easily afford it... and then some. As they say, you can't take it with you, so why not spread a little happiness.
I think she would still like to marry me, but I am not marrying again now. Having reached my present age, it would take an exceptional woman to persuade me otherwise.
We have spent time here and in Marbella, walking, talking, dining, on my boat (bit of a misnomer calling it a boat - it's a yacht) and spending a lot of time together at my villas. We have provided each other with company and comfort...if you follow ... and I have taken great pleasure in showing Trisha a different world. She loved the jet - who wouldn't with leather upholstered seats, breakfast served on bone china and a little Champagne to wash it down.
After Barcelona, as I mentioned, I will fly her home and then I'm heading for Paris, briefly, before spending some time in my home near Carcassonne. Not a bad life is it LL. One, of course, that you might have shared, but I couldn't trust you could I.
I know one thing, I doubt very much that you would play around now, as you did back then. I say that for a number of reasons, one of them being the fact that I doubt whether anyone would have you now that you have added, shall we say weight, added wrinkles and tendency for things to 'head south'.
When I was 'playing' with you, after you left, you said that if you found yourself on your own, you would come back. I find that amusing now. That was quite a condescending remark and once again showed you in your true colors. If I had been down at that point - I wasn't, I just gave you that impression - it would have been the equivalent of kicking a man when he is down. The other reason now, would probably be the lack of any physical attraction. To be desired is important to a woman. Quite frankly (my dear), I don't 'desire' you any more. Not for quite a long time in fact.
One other thing you said at the time was that I would be alright because I was strong, that I would get back on my feet. I was far stronger than you ever imagined. I had never fallen, so getting back on my feet was never in my thinking. I had long before given up on you as you very well know, now. All your own fault. You were onto one of the best things in your life and just because of your 'urges' you let it all slip through your fingers.
Having been married twice to two wonderful women that have sadly passed away, I can say that you didn't come anywhere near them in any respect at all. I doubt whether I would have said that pre-March 2004.
I digressed in my narrative here, but then I sometimes do. You transgressed.
We are leaving for Barcelona this morning and my place there. I think I have had it since late 2005/early 2007. A far better bet than that place you chose!
That photo tells me a number of things. The tree has lasted a lot longer than you did and still going strong,. rather like I would have done if you hadn't played around. The fence. A lack of funds perhaps? It is obvious your man has done nothing to help you out in that respect. I use the word 'man' advisedly. Any man worth his salt, and in a relationship lasting thirteen years, would have done a lot of things for you, domestically. But then, thinking about it, he probably isn't fit enough...or tall enough or rich enough.
Since Portugal, I have flitted about a bit. First I flew Annie back to London, then there was a wedding in Hereford to attend for a guy called Tim and his now wife. Back to Marbella and on to Geneva, after a few days, for the business jet show EBACE. Now I have Trisha with me. First in Marbella and now here in Denia. We will finish off with a little city living in Barcelona, before I fly her back home in my jet.
I'm not sure if you recall Trisha. She's the lady from Bristol who has to spend time in London with her work - design and art. We met via, of all things, MFO. During 2004 and then onward - we became quite close. I spent time in Bristol and she spent time with me in Norfolk. Of course I felt 'free' after March 2004. The date of your 'downfall' with me. At one point she wanted to marry me, but I met Ash. She married a guy called Chris (her second marriage) and she was well under forty - she's only in her early forties now. That didn't work out and she's divorced again...and, yes, I have helped her a little financially. After all I can easily afford it... and then some. As they say, you can't take it with you, so why not spread a little happiness.
I think she would still like to marry me, but I am not marrying again now. Having reached my present age, it would take an exceptional woman to persuade me otherwise.
We have spent time here and in Marbella, walking, talking, dining, on my boat (bit of a misnomer calling it a boat - it's a yacht) and spending a lot of time together at my villas. We have provided each other with company and comfort...if you follow ... and I have taken great pleasure in showing Trisha a different world. She loved the jet - who wouldn't with leather upholstered seats, breakfast served on bone china and a little Champagne to wash it down.
After Barcelona, as I mentioned, I will fly her home and then I'm heading for Paris, briefly, before spending some time in my home near Carcassonne. Not a bad life is it LL. One, of course, that you might have shared, but I couldn't trust you could I.
I know one thing, I doubt very much that you would play around now, as you did back then. I say that for a number of reasons, one of them being the fact that I doubt whether anyone would have you now that you have added, shall we say weight, added wrinkles and tendency for things to 'head south'.
When I was 'playing' with you, after you left, you said that if you found yourself on your own, you would come back. I find that amusing now. That was quite a condescending remark and once again showed you in your true colors. If I had been down at that point - I wasn't, I just gave you that impression - it would have been the equivalent of kicking a man when he is down. The other reason now, would probably be the lack of any physical attraction. To be desired is important to a woman. Quite frankly (my dear), I don't 'desire' you any more. Not for quite a long time in fact.
One other thing you said at the time was that I would be alright because I was strong, that I would get back on my feet. I was far stronger than you ever imagined. I had never fallen, so getting back on my feet was never in my thinking. I had long before given up on you as you very well know, now. All your own fault. You were onto one of the best things in your life and just because of your 'urges' you let it all slip through your fingers.
Having been married twice to two wonderful women that have sadly passed away, I can say that you didn't come anywhere near them in any respect at all. I doubt whether I would have said that pre-March 2004.
I digressed in my narrative here, but then I sometimes do. You transgressed.
We are leaving for Barcelona this morning and my place there. I think I have had it since late 2005/early 2007. A far better bet than that place you chose!
Ciao
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