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Mending our Fractured Relationship

Mending our Fractured Relationship

  • May 22, 2017
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Mr Sunshine and I have been together for 13 years. We very nearly didn’t make 12.

I was one of those statistics when I met him in 2004. The one that says nearly half of marriages end in divorce. Carrying some pretty hefty baggage in the form of three daughters from my car crash of a marriage, I didn’t for one moment expect that a blind date that had taken soooo long to arrange (it was set up by a mutual and childhood friend of mine) would ever turn in to what has been the best and most rewarding relationship of my life.

It sounds almost like a contradiction, doesn’t it? The best relationship of my life, which almost ended just about a year ago. And the weird thing is, I can’t put my finger on exactly what it was that drove me to ‘end’ things.

As I’d been so fiercely independent since my marriage ended, I found it really difficult to let anybody try and take care of me. Another contradiction; I wanted to be looked after, but I just couldn’t seem to hand over the reins. My divorce had been the longest and most nauseating journey to hell and back, with regular stops at Twat Central and Fuckedoverville, so my guard was...

My Old and Faithful Tea Towel

My Old and Faithful Tea Towel

  • May 22, 2017
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Mr Sunshine says I’m a hoarder.  He’s not completely wrong.  I hate to throw anything away which I think will come in handy and I also hate to throw anything away which holds any sentimental value.

He’s recently developed a penchant for racing through my house like a dose of salts, rounding up the crap, loading it into his car, and depositing it at the recycling centre.  So frequent are his trips of late that he’s on first name terms with one of the men that work there!  Generally I’m lucky if I get to audit the contents of his boot before he ‘liberates’ them, but now and again when I do I might be able to rescue one or two beloved items.

Take my tea towel for instance.  My pre-loved beautiful tea towel.  He thinks it’s ugly, thread bare and generally useless because it boasts a massive hole.  I think that although it’s not particularly aesthetically pleasing, it’s perfectly functional and that the hole gives it character. I WILL NOT part with it.  The reason for this, is that it belonged to my Grandma.

Emma Lines was 86 when she died in 2000.  She had grown up as part of a working...

Can you Love Yourself, Wobbly Bits and All?

Can you Love Yourself, Wobbly Bits and All?

  • May 22, 2017
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It is said that the eyes are the window to the soul.  I love, love, love that saying. I do not love, love, love my eyes though. Well, that’s not strictly true, it’s all the loose, baggy, wrinkly skin around my eyes that I dislike so much. How the hell did I get to look so old all of a sudden? I hate it so much, that the only photos I feel happy looking at or posting on social media, are the ones in which I’m wearing a massive pair of shades.   I guess that makes me sound really vain and really shallow, and I suppose it is, but we all have our crosses to bear!

I have a few issues. I grew up as a pale, skinny, freckly child, and up until I was 7 or 8 I had short hair (thank you, Mother. I am scarred). I would often be mistaken for a boy which probably wasn’t helped by the fact that the 1970’s was quite possibly the worst decade EVER in terms of fashion. ‘Gender neutral’ is probably the best way to describe the majority of my wardrobe, and in particular I remember a blue trouser and jumper set. With pandas on. Yes, pandas. How I hated those...

Turning the Tables on Mum and Dad

Turning the Tables on Mum and Dad

  • May 22, 2017
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I light-heartedly and affectionately refer to my parents as ‘The Olds’.  Usually when I do, my tongue is pushed firmly into my cheek.  But it has occurred to me more and more in the last year or two that it’s actually true. My dear ol’ Ma and Pa are no longer in the middle age of life (it seems that term best describes me, more’s the pity), but are in fact in their twilight years.  After the last few months my sisters and I have had with them, I have come to the steady realisation that they are both in fact antique (look up the definition, and draw your own conclusions)!  That said, I’m not sure either of them would fetch much at auction.

It feels like just a few short years ago that The Olds were regularly playing squash and my Mum playing hockey.  My Dad would take me road running, finishing with sprints down the alley across the road from our house. He would give me a head start, and just as I was about to make it to the finish line, he would come whooshing past me, pipping me to the post. These days my Mum can barely walk more than a...

About Me

About Me

  • May 22, 2017
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I’m a 45 year old Mum to three gorgeous grown up girls and a beautiful boy.  I live near St Neots in Cambridgeshire.  For the last 13 years I’ve been happily attached to Mr Sunshine (aka Dave) who is Dad to our 9 year old son, and his 18 year old daughter.  We enjoy a ‘modern’ relationship where he lives in his house, and I live in mine – we are each Master of our own remote control!  We ultimately hope to get married one day…. just don’t go buying your hats yet…

I currently work for a marketing agency where I discovered my love of writing, and as 3/4 of my kids have now flown the nest I was glad to find a new hobby. Forcibly encouraged by my lovely friend Karen, I decided to give blogging a whirl.  As the easiest pieces to write are usually born from experience (personal or otherwise) this site is where I’ll be sharing some of the highs and lows of my life, warts and all.  I can sometimes be loud and opinionated (I had originally considered calling this blog gobbymare.com!) but I’m never obnoxious or arrogant, and my heart is definitely in...

About Me

I’m a 44 year old Mum to three gorgeous grown up girls and a beautiful boy. I live near St Neots in Cambridgeshire. For the last 13 years I’ve been happily attached to Mr Sunshine (aka Dave) who is Dad to our 9 year old son, and his 18 year old daughter.

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