Chatting with my dear old mother last night she remarked that, on this day in 1959, she married my father. This would have been their diamond wedding anniversary were it not for the fact that a) they split up ten years later; b) they got divorced in 1970; c) father died suddenly in 1997 aged just 58.
Mother did recall that her new groom decided to read out the result of the Grand National during his wedding speech which was, perhaps, a sign of things to come (it was won by Oxo at 8/1 - mother felt she was made a laughing stock...) Legend has it he married again in 1973 - on the same date to another woman who had the same name. That marriage didn't last either...
My mother is of the opinion I have many of my father's traits which I don't think is meant as a compliment. The fact that when I re-married four years ago I read out the result of the Hearts game played that day is neither here or there.
The fate of my parents marriage impacted on the life I would have. My mother remarked as much last night.
'If we hadn't got divorced I wouldn't have left Cumbernauld and taken you north to Aberdeen' she said. True.
'Then you wouldn't have met Pat (my first wife)'. True again.
'You wouldn't have had your daughters Laura and Michaela'. Indeed.
'And you wouldn't have your five
'And it's unlikely you would have ever met Marion and got married again'.
At this point I asked her a question.
'Why the hell couldn't you and my father have stayed together...?'
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3 comments:
Parents, it's best not to have them.
Oh what a tangled web we weave when we conspire to conceive! (not the precise quote).
As always your ranting are very interesting and humorous Mike.
All the best
Peggy xxx
Indeed, Mr H.
That's a great quote, Peggy...no, really...!
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