Valentines Day Memory

Happy Valentines day!

I remember when I was 12, opening my front door and seeing the footpath all the way to the gate covered in red rose petals.  I had an admirer! But I didnt want one.  I  walked along the edge of the path avoiding the petals with my nose up in the air, my admirer waiting at the gate

 I was so embarrassed, it was the 14 year old boy from up the road, the one who knew me better than I knew myself, sat on the garage roof with me chatting, always had time for me, even when his brothers were dismantling their motorbikes on the living room floor and calling him  to help, he would rather be hanging out with me  He was one of a family of 9 children that my brothers and I spent so much time with, we might as well all have lived in the same house!, we were all like brothers and sisters, our mother went to work and his mother looked after us all and vice versa.  Looking back it was such a kind and well intentioned gesture to a shy little girl but I was really angry with him for being 'soft' and told him so.


No,  we didn't marry, he turned out to be gay and lived happily ever after with someone special... and I married someone special that he would definitely have liked and approved of.  ....

speaking of whom my lovely hubby is taking me on holiday to Cape Verde in a few days  time as a special treat, it will be my 60th birthday... .  I had better start thinking about packing!

I painted some tulips on silk for you...