Posted in bed, Humour, joke, Marriage, relationships, Sex, Uncategorized, Wife
I went to Scunthorpe Wine Circle last night as they had a comedy act on. I can’t remember all of the material I laughed long and hard at, but his opening gambit stayed with me:
“My wife has decided we’ll sleep in separate beds from now on. My bed will be in Lincoln and hers will be in Liverpool.”
Tags
I’m sorry I didn’t have time to write you a shorter post.
My life has taken a turn for the better and things are looking up at last. We suffered a most depressing winter, with plaster everywhere, and every room in turmoil. A local plumber and a local decorator have forged my faith in tradesmen anew, after the debacle with the saboteur plasterer. I still have the spare bedroom to decorate and the lounge flooring to sort; but things are back to normality again. I can take a shower, find my clothes, get to my guitars, and cook a meal.
I believe it was worth the trauma we suffered, to get to the levels of insulation we now enjoy. You may recall, the reason we embarked on this adventure, was to fit foam-backed plaster board inside all of the exterior walls, to make up for our lack of a cavity. Previously, the boiler was running at full tilt and we were still cold. Now, I’ve turned down all of the radiator valves, I hear the boiler fire up only intermittently, and we’re as warm as toast: result!
I didn’t realise just how much the situation at home was getting us down. We were snapping and snarling at one-another, falling out over nothing. I was looking for excuses to stay late at the office. All tribute to poor Maeve, who had no such escape available.
“All’s well that ends well” said Billy the Bard. We’re smiling now.
Posted in communication, Love, Marriage, Musings, relationships, Sex, Thoughts
Tags
communication, life, love, marriage, relationships, romance, sex, valentine's day
If you have to wait for a saint’s day to tell someone special how you feel about them, there is something seriously wrong with your relationship. Don’t wait until the fourteenth; fix it today (and every day).
Posted in Life, Love, Marriage, Musings, relationships, Sex, talent, Uncategorized
Tags
fun, happiness, life, love, marriage, musings, perfect, relationships, Self-control, sex 2, thoughts, women
This is the age of the “one stop shop”. Across the world, supermarkets are replacing the butcher, the baker, the candlestick maker with convenience stores. I do most of my shopping in supermarkets because I crave their convenience and low prices. At the same time, I miss the quality and personal touch the little shops used to provide.
For other purchases, I’m a little more choosey. I don’t expect or want my dentist to syringe my ears, or cut my hair, whilst he’s checking my teeth. I want a specialist, not a “jack of all trades” or “all-rounder”. Similarly, I’m content to see my G.P. with my minor ailments but, if there’s something seriously wrong with me, I want a specialist. I don’t expect my G.P. to be expert in every field of medicine. I wouldn’t want a good all-rounder administering my oncology, or an ear, nose and throat wallah fiddling with my aorta!
Monogamous tradition dictates that your partner must be an all-rounder. We expect him/her to provide care, attention, love, support, social interaction, entertainment, sex, and we expect to provide the same in return. It is not reasonable to expect anyone to be expert in every aspect of partnership. The very best we can hope for is a good all-rounder, with expertise in the one aspect most dear to us. Even this compromise is difficult to find and nigh-on impossible to sustain over decades.
So, is there a case for single service providers in lieu of a one stop shop? Is the only perfect partner actually not one man or woman but a collection of people, chosen for their skill sets? Logically, I think yes. Emotionally, I’m less convinced. What do you think?
20 Thursday Sep 2012
Posted in holiday, incommunicado, Travel, Uncategorized
15 Saturday Sep 2012
02 Thursday Aug 2012
Posted in Life, Love, Marriage, Musings, relationships, Thoughts, Uncategorized, Wedding
19 Thursday Jul 2012
Posted in Humour, image, joke, Life, Marriage, mental health, Musings, relationships, self-image, Thoughts, Uncategorized
21 Thursday Jun 2012
Posted in beauty, economics, Life, Musings, relationships, Respect, self-image, Sex, Temptation, Thoughts, Uncategorized
I hope Natalie Imbruglia is going to invite me round tonight but I don’t expect she will. We all like to fantasize, dream, allow our imaginations to run riot from time to time. I think this is healthy and maybe a necessary precursor for change.
Also, it is eminently reasonable to have expectations: it’s virtually impossible to plan anything unless you can rely on things behaving within bounds.
It all starts to go pear-shaped when we confuse the two, however; when our expectations become unrealistic and unreasonable. So much in the modern world entices us down this path: RomComs and ChickLit show women how romance works; porn shows blokes the correct shape for a woman and how their nuptials should be; advertisers sell life-styles that no-one can afford; politicians promise peace, prosperity and happiness for all. You can almost taste the disappointment, anti-climax and unhappiness!
People will never be perfect. Maybe, if our expectations are realistic, we can be content instead.
20 Sunday May 2012
Posted in Humour, joke, Life, Marriage, Musings, relationships, Sex, Thoughts, Uncategorized
