I have one item of clothing which is 36 years old. My parents had bought it for me, as I was attending a ball on an aircraft carrier. I think the lads I shared a house with, were quite surprised when they had seen me dressed up ready to go to the ball.
I think I am much more cool these days.
We had seen each other at our worst. I remember padding through the kitchen (which was carpeted for some weird reason.) barefoot to go for a shower. There had been cereal and milk all over the floor. I still have nightmares about it.
They were all like brothers to me and I loved them all.Yes a couple of them did try it on but I was really only ever interested in the annoying one. I understand you lads a bit better now I have one of my own. None of the lads I shared with were ever violent at least I had never seen any of them violent, even when they were drunk. Shocking for me to realise that they were mainly younger than my son is now.
I had danced with my Dad at the ball. He was a very good ballroom dancer. According to Mum he had medals.
I think Dad and I had danced to Moonlight Seranade
He kept telling me off for swaying to the music but I am glad there is a photo of my father and I dancing. It seems like yesterday.
I am still in touch with at least one of the guys from the house today. My room mate I have mentioned already. I may write more another time.
My friend and I had been travelling in New Zealand when we had visited a brewery. For some weird reason I had decided to go through the visitors book. I was totally flabbergasted to see the name of my former house mate in it. I took that as a sign that I should make an effort to contact him. I am so glad I did, as shortly after I got in touch, he wrote to tell me his fiance had died. I think in some small way God meant me to be there to offer a little comfort. We have even spoken on Skype. He has a beautiful new partner and children now. I am happy for him.
I went to his 21st birthday. It was a very grand affair but I had enjoyed every minute. I never really got to know the other guy in the house. He had just kept to himself, which was fine. I don’t blame him. The rest of us could be pretty nuts
Another of the guys headed off to Rome to become a Catholic priest. We wrote to each other for a while. My last memory of a conversation with him, was him wondering whether we would ever see each other again and him quipping I would end up
“an old bag on the shelf.”
I often joke that a few years of him living with me was enough to drive him into the priesthood. I will never forget him playing the guitar and singing. That song has been special to me ever since.
I forgot we had a new house mate after a year. The chief thing I remember about him was he was involved in a Pyramid selling scheme, so our phone was constantly ringing. We had played a bit of a mean trick on him, calling in as customers and then waiting for him down in the pub. I will never forget the look he gave me. It said,
“Es tu Brute?”
I had never expected him to be hurt. I would not have done that for anything. We were all just sick of answering the phone to his customers. It would be so different nowadays with the advent of the mobile phone.
They were all like brothers to me. I saw them drunk, with broken hearts, you name it, we through it together. Their politics never came into it. I mean I had originally met the annoying one because of his politics, when he had knocked on my door, handing out political pamphlets in my first year at college. Next day he had cycled up to me, as I was walking to college. I think I have called him many things over the years but the word that best sums it all up is annoying. I just realised I can actually hear his sense of humour still. We would catch each other’s eyes and just laugh. I just know his sense of humour. How crazy I can still see him laughing. I can still see him cycling up to me. I still don’t understand how we had wound up sharing a house. Nobody else in the house had known we already had a bit of a history. I had a bit of a history with one of the other guys too. I had defended him because a whole bible studies group had verbally attacked him over a silly poster. Everybody knew I liked the annoying one, except him apparently. My friends thought I was daft. I think he had even been at the root of the row I had with my parents at my graduation. Even though I was no longer talking to him by then. I had used to play so far away from me, every college holiday. I had missed him. Gee I had forgotten all this.
I have always kept my black dress and up until lockdown it had still fitted. I had even offered it to my daughter to wear to a special event. She has a timeless sense of classic fashion. For her graduation ball she had looked like Audrey Hepburn in Breakfast at Tiffany’s. Her dress had not been particularly similar, yet she had also looked timeless and sophisticated.
I loved 😍 the song one of commenters mentioned it was the most British song made by an American band. I totally agree 👍 Source: DeepBlueSomething VEVO https://youtu.be/1ClCpfeIELw
I have vague recollections of having had pretty much that exact conversation, probably with the annoying one, He was the one with whom I had absolutely nothing in common.
I hope and expect that he no longer has alcohol issues… My ex has already tried to paint me as a drunk. I am not the one who had to be pushed up the street in a wheelbarrow one year. I don’t have access to a wheelbarrow these days.
Oh yes. I was set up by somebody who had invited me over for a drink not long after our split. I had not realised the games people play here at that time.
It had backfired on her as she had narrowly escaped being fined.
My Daughter Is Much More Sedate Than Her Parents!!
My daughter had danced with one of my favourite young men. I think he might be a bit of a handful these days. To me he will always be the lovely young man, I had in my group for a stay in the city. I think he was 9 years old. I believe all young men have to try on different hats. ( a phrase from my wise friend and neighbour) I really hope he finds a hat that suits him, as I could not have been more pleased, when he had wound up dancing with my daughter.
I will always have a soft spot for him. I love that he has spirit. He was a perfect gentlemen.
I always admire young people with spirit even if they “can be a real pain in the posterior” sometimes and a thorn in their classmate’s bottom. I think this particular student of mine in England must have got his sense of humour from his mother. She had filled out a survey stating that her most essential shop was a Chinese Takeaway.
(That reminds me, my brother used to say he had a soft spot for me too, Romney Marsh. He is the reason I am usually good with comebacks. I am grateful for his training. Lol.)
It sounds like the sort of thing he would say but upon reflection, I am not sure it was him.
I hope that my daughter too will be holding on to her special dress for decades to come. It still sits proudly in the wardrobe.
Source: Jean Belmondo https://youtu.be/hA9bEKKxTNU
“The best thing to hold onto in life, is each other.”
I played this song a lot over the years before I switched to;
Love The One You’re With-Crosby, Stills & Nash. I never slept around however. The closest I ever came was a fully clothed one-night stand, who was absolutely gorgeous. I think we only crawled under a bed cover because the house was so darn cold. That was one weird house even by my standards. For example the girl had a nickname of which she was clearly proud, which referred to a part of the female anatomy. Another of them was Armenian. I had never heard of Armenians before then. The whole house was overtly political…
These days I ponder whether my annoying friend has become a nazi.
HEAD OVER HEELS -THE GOGOS
As I understand Audrey Hepburn suffered ill effects from the Famine throughout her life. Perhaps her Wartime experiences were what led her to become a UN Ambassador.
Audrey Hepburn was in Holland in WW2 when the nazis ( Yes I know it’s a lower case n.) had invaded. I remember seeing videos on You Tube which describe her working for The Resistance by transporting things on her little bike. She was stopped by the Nazis at one point. I do believe her father had initially been sympathetic to the Nazi cause but that this had changed.(I may need to investigate this further, so use discernment about this information.)