Too Short

For LL in the UK

Actually, LL, that should read 'two short'. I refer of course to you and that guy. Both around five one or five feet two inches, at a guess. You used to be five two and fit under my arm pit almost.

A bad hair day I notice as well. Must be that rain. You should choose the dry season for such trips. The other comment I would make is too wide.

What in hell's name has happened to you since you tied up with him? You used to have a half decent figure when I knew you. Now look at you  - completely gone to pot! Not healthy being like that, either. You are back where you were in that wedding photo and confirm what I thought about your stretch marks. Not from giving birth, but from pure unadulterated obesity.

You are quite a sad case LL, when all is sad and done. You would never have gotten like that if you had made the 'right' decision. I'm not sure any one would 'fancy' you now. Then again you are approaching sixty five.

I'm heading back to New Hampshire today, and then in the near future picking up a lady friend in Europe and having a break in Skyros.

Enjoy where you are. I've been there around six times in the last fourteen years and travelled all over.

Ciao

Quiet Moments

For LL in the UK

I often wonder, LL, what you reflect upon in your quieter moments. Those times like just after you switch the light out at bedtime and your thoughts wander.

Do you imagine how life might have been, had you not strayed, but stayed ... and not made the wrong decision? Dreams of the life you might have had perhaps float through your mind in those moments. The security of wealth that you will never, know and the material things it brings. Do you dream of them?

I loved you dearly until you betrayed my trust. Do you think on that lost love? The care and attention, I gave you, my thoughtfulness and the physical benefits I brought to you. I wonder also if you reflect on the life I lead and the life you might have shared; instead of what you have settled for. There is a sliver of my spirit that holds a small part of you. Once you filled my heart, but not any more. It drained more quickly than it filled. You in that sliver LL, but it is such a small part of my memory that it is like one of those old photos that gradually lose their color.

I have no doubt that you wonder what life might have been like when you reflect on things in those quiet moments of your life. You are sort of settled with a guy who is quite gross physically, although he must have some good points or you wouldn't have stayed. It had a bad point in the first few years, involving another woman but she has probably disappeared from the scene by now. However, she was younger than you, so who knows...

As you continue in this settled life ( I think of it more as a rut that you are in) posting your inevitable shots of food on social media,a soccer widow at weekends and the repetitive holidays, I hope you don't get too upset when you glance at the life I am leading, and have led since you went your way.

I've had quite an interesting few months in Europe and by that I really do mean interesting, if you follow my drift. An exciting life, not a boring one by any stretch of the imagination. Since I returned here to the ranch I have taken time out to relax before Fall arrives. I will be back in Europe for a short while next month as i Have a date with a lady at my place on Skyros. I guess we will laze on the boat and undertake a few other activities.

On the materialistic front, I've just taken delivery of three new cars in two different locations. I'm retired now but attend, as much as possible, monthly board meetings of my parent company and still do the occasional deal. Income wise - well I think your eyeballs would drop out if you knew what that was LL.

Going for a ride shortly - no not that sort of ride - a horse ride, so you have a nice day ma'am and reflect on your poor decision making and bad choices. I tried to guide you in the best direction but you paid no attention. Sad really, but we all move on, some more than others.

Ciao

Italian Notes

For LL in the UK

Time LL, for another update I think, as your summer drifts by much the same as all your summers in the past thirteen years. Interspersed as they are with Spanish forays, they are little changed.

As you know I have been here in Italy taking a well earned break. After arriving in Naples, via my own private jet of course, by and large I have been on my boat (boat is an understatement really). We have been moored of Amalfi, Positano and now Ischia, but using my home in and near Sorrento.

We?That would be telling, but it's not Trisha, nor my Italian friend who lives in Venice. No, this is another friend - female of course - one of the many you said I never had. The weekend awaits and we will be doing a little land based travelling to Bari.

Come next week for me it is back to the Land of the Free, via a friend in the UK early next week. Very close to you in more ways than just the geographical. Then I will be back in New Hampshire, to catch up with family friends, Ben and Prince my dogs and of course my horses.

Not a bad life is it LL. Mine I mean, not yours.

My boat will be sailed to Skyros where I will spend some time with another female friend, probably the end of this month into September. 

I don't need updates from you. Your life is all too predictable as are your habits. That needn't have been of course, but that was always in your hands. You always knew my position on things.

Ciao - Buonasera

A Week in Venice

I have always been amused by the thought that you believed you were 'in charge', when we parted.

I played you very well, I think. I had been in 'the business' of deflection, misinformation and straightforward deception, so it wasn't hard. When I say 'played', it wasn't like that at all to begin with. My motives and commitment were straight and honest. It was only when I found out you were going behind my back that I started to move in the opposite direction.

At first, in my mind, I forgave you the first instance. I thought that if you would commit then things would work out. You didn't saying you wanted to 'live'. My immediate thought was you wanted some freedom, but it was swiftly followed by the belief you wanted 'to play the field '. 

Consequently I did two things in parallel. I pressed you to commit but also knowing you were being unfaithful. I decided I needed a back up plan. That plan consisted of two parts.

One was that I was not going to confine myself to just you when you had already been with other men. Hence, the women you have seen in my blogs and the'activities' we indulged in. 

The second was to play you toward leaving, believe it or not without hurting you. I was far more considerate than you appeared to be. In the end it worked. I knew it had in Cyprus when we were there. My last proper visit in October confirmed it. You were quite weak in one area. That was your sexual appetite. If I had taken you to bed that would have stopped you.

My manipulation worked. although I went through the motions of being the aggrieved party and made you 'pay' for your behaviour. The reporting never bothered me because I knew I was immune, for reasons I can't disclose.

That is why I amused by you. The gloating and boasting, didn't become you at all, LL. Not that you really had something to gloat over or boast about, when it came down to it.

I have been having a great time here in Venice and come the weekend will be somewhere we once visited and shared together - Sorrento and the surrounding places. I have entertained quite a few others there since your visit in September 2003.

One other observation. I saw your man photographed with those children. They are nearly as tall as he is. Boy, is he short, real short (5' 0"?) and equally as round. Your choices of men to settle with have amazed me...or perhaps not.

Of course you let the best one slip through your fingers, didn't you.

Finally note. I've just bought three new cars. A new Aston Martin, a new Bentley and a Lincoln. Not much change out of $0.5m, but it's only money! If anyone has the right to gloat it's me, but I won't😎


See below for a few images of Venice from this week.

Ciao