The Boy Likes Gin

Any given Monday

What started off as a normal Monday soon turned into a day of destiny for me. It was time for me to take my place among the great heroes of history. With the outfit selected, and with the weight of the nation on my (slim) shoulders, and with a thimble of wine, I prepared myself for battle. 

Lisbon, my darling.

Four years in Lisbon! Gosh, gosh, gosh! I've done a lot, and drank a lot, and read a lot, and I am still heavy at the hip. What a hoot!

Tombstones and milestones.

During a last-minute dash back to England to be with Dad as he went into hospital, I realised that nothing changes and everything changes.   

A beautiful, muscle-bound glimpse into another world

I gently walked away from a lovely, beautiful stranger who was seemingly head-over-his-big-heels for me. Instinct told me that I needed more. Instinct also whispered to me that it would have been unkind to him - and to me - if I were to stay.

 

At ease, boy soldier

A letter to my younger self. An update about how life is getting on. I think everything is marvellous. There is peace in our time. 

It's just a phase I am going through

Life is just a wonderful wander from phase to phase. I have a feeling that this marvellous phase might be coming to its natural end. But I have no idea where the next phase will be, and that's just wonderful! 

Maybe next time

I am not sure if getting older makes rejection easier, or if rejection makes rejection easier. But either way, it is getting easier. The wobble is reducing. Nothing can topple me.  

In memoriam

An old lady I barely knew has died, and I feel so very sad. She was so entirely lovely to me. I must be entirely lovely to others. We're all hidden figures until someone says 'hello'.

The year of marvellousness

New year resolutions. I have a few. And all were rather splendid, if not a touch daft. But I have a feeling that this is the year when it all the loveliness begins. I might be wrong. But I might be right, Darling!

All you need is love.....or to die alone.

I'm done with 'rational love', 'makes sense love', 'love for now love', 'I think it is love, love'. Nope. I want the 'blast into my world and shake the whole darn place to its foundations love'. I won't compromise. My friend has just found that love, so why can't I? I can. I hope.  If not, I choose 'a table for one' for the rest of my days, and that's fine, Darling!