Separate Lives

Are you separated from the flour man? I'm not separated - in fact my companion works and now lives here. If you go back in my blogs under 'Mutuality' you will find her. I am guessing, although I have not heard from my NW UK friends to the contrary, that you are indeed separated. Interesting...

The difference in our lifestyles and locations are quite disparate. Here I am with acres and acres of countryside, forest and mountains and there's you in an urban location. I know where I prefer to be in the current crisis. Not only that I have people here that are close to me, so we are fine.

Way back when you must have thought I was a fool when you started 'playing away', and my apparently not reacting. Now, of course, you know that I did indeed react by looking elsewhere and very successfully. In three years time it will be twenty years since we met. What a difference in our lives that twenty years has been witness to.

I've watched, and been kept informed, of your rather mundane life. I have written my blogs to show you that I survived extremely well without you and indeed prospered beyond your wildest dreams. Whereas, you have had a few long distance flights over here, to Oz etc., I travel, present times excepted, a lot each and every year to my various homes around the world from Hawaii to London. From New York to LA to Brisbane. From France to Spain to Italy etc etc. Then there's you and him...almost always in Spain.

Over those years you have grown fat. That isn't surprising given the alcohol and food you consume. He was obese to start with and remains obese. Do those two conditions count as underlying health problems in the current pandemic, I wonder...hmmm. I have probably put a couple of pounds on but that is about it. I have had a number of physical activities to keep me fit and having my own gyms helps. Not bad in my case is it, when you think that we are both fifteen years older than we were in 2005. Time hasn't been quite so kind to you though LL.

Time is something you can't get back. Think of the times you might have enjoyed in utter luxury. Compared to your life before you met me, it is another world. A world I think you would have revelled in. Think of the difference it would have made to your small family.

However, you either knew best, thought only short term, or acted on impulse. Perhaps all three. Whatever your thought processes they let you down yet again.

Letting people down is part of your make-up it seems. You certainly did that to me, but as they say he who laughs last laughs longest and I'm still laughing...lots. You said you had a close shave with me, but in reality it was me that had the close shave. You had been unfaithful long before I came along and a leopard doesn't change its spots.

I think it is about time you saw where I live and it isn't some old farmhouse! I/we also get to swim all year round...see below. The place is large but I have staff to look after things...and me.

The middle shot was taken from one of my/our drones last summer

See what you missed and this place I am in now is just one of my homes. Talk about jumping the wrong way - you sure did that. No patience, no commitment, few morals and all impulse... that's you LL. I could add poor judgement and decision making but I think I have ribbed enough salt into the wound.

Back to where I started separate lives. You undoubtedly separated from flour man and most certainly from me. Whereas I have a quite youthful companion and others here to keep me company and amused. I'm writing this in my study/office. I'll leave you to guess which window that is.

Ciao