The horrible bastard that ended up waking up in my house on Sunday morning was probably in love once too, and she says her husband is still wholly in love with her now. She finds it boring, so she told me. The really horrible thing is, in the daylight when taking her back to her friends house where the poor bugger thought she was staying, it turns out they have recently bought a house about 200 yards away from my house. In the dead of night he could probably have heard her from my place. Her mates husband dropped them off in a small town nearby for an evening out for the rugby and then he was away to work for a few days. As soon as he pulled off through the traffic lights they both bolted across the street and jumped on a train to the city centre to go out on the tiles. 5 hours later she's getting Wally One Balled in my house. True love indeed.
Yesterday afternoon I go fir a pint for the Ireland game. A lady I know is up there with her best mate having a drink. She has been occasionally on the books for a couple of years. She finishes work at midday and should be here for 'coffee' by 1pm. Shes been married for 18yrs and will be home to make his tea after an afternoon astride me.
Went to Benidorm a few weeks ago and was on a roll for the first weekend. Met and became intimate friends with 3 lovely ladies from various parts of England who were certainly not shy. All married.
I have a friend who lives between my house and the local pub and while not married she has been living with her bloke for nearly 10 years. He works nights on weekends driving a taxi. We regularly end up in eachothers houses on weekends. No encouragement from me by the way, apparently he is quite a nice bloke.
Now Im no cynic, maybe a realist. Im absolutely sure that these people fell in love and got married with the best intentions, but I am convinced that I am walking talking proof that it is just an idealistic notion in the minds of romantics or persons who become blinded by it because they are predisposed to think that birds tweet then they are with someone they like. I often read threads on here and chat with people I know who are in the doldrums and despairing because their true love has gone and they cant see a way past the shit they find themselves in. If they had the starting point of the healthy dose of realism that I live by, they would not end up like that. Good luck to posters on here that are in love, sincerely, but keep your feet on the ground and your heads screwed firmly on.
