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Sunday, 3 June 2012

Storytelling Sunday: A Kind of Love Story

Hello.

As it's the first Sunday of a new month I'm joining in with Sian Fair's 'Storytelling Sunday' [Sian's story is here and if you visit her blog for the full details you can join in with your own story too].

As regular readers here might have been unable to avoid casually noticed, last month James and I celebrated 20 years together and so - ably assisted by the wooden dolls I painted as an anniversay gift - let me begin today's tale in the manner of all the best love stories ...

Once upon a time ...

... there was a girl:
.... whose big sister would let her go out to the pub with her [I know what you're thinking ... 'this never happened in Snow White...'].

And while she was there, engaging in underage drinking [honestly, it was the odd sneaky cider, we're not talking about binge-drinking here. She used to watch Blossom while she was getting ready to go out for goodness sake, these were more innocent times.]  ... anyway ... while she was there, she met a boy:
Actually no. 'Boy' is stretching it a bit ... he was more of a young man. A young man who belonged to her sister's group of friends, a young man who the girl gradually began to look forward seeing in the pub on Friday nights. And the times he wasn't there just weren't as much fun.

There were a few incidents of [very mild] flirting. He accidentally-on-purpose hurled an ice-cube at her. She once had to climb over him to get out of the booth on the way to the toilet [I know ... it's almost too romantic isn't it?].

Then one day, out of the blue, he phoned her an invited her to the cinema.  And she said yes.

And they were both pleasantly surprised:
When he turned up to collect her he was wearing a plain white t-shirt. She'd never seen him in a white t-shirt before, [she'd seen plenty of black Metallica t-shirts, but never a white one] and she liked it. A lot.

And he smelled lovely. And that kind of sealed the deal. And they've been together ever since:
Granted there's been no glass slipper and no big white fairytale wedding but fairly early on he did buy her a plastic zebra [but you're going to need to read this story, to understand why that makes him, and the zebra, pretty special.]

And just last month she bought him an original copy of the Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy LP, signed by Douglas Adams ... [which makes them just about even in the gift-giving stakes] and round here those are the kinds of things which pass for true romance.
And, as all good fairytales go ... I'm happy to make the prediction that they both live happily ever after ...

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Thank you for reading my story today, don't forget that Sian's happy to welcome you aboard the story-train too.

Julie :-)