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Once upon a time a beautiful couple were married in a beautiful church. After their beautiful honeymoon in a beautiful country faraway, they moved into a beautiful house on the edge of beautiful countryside.
They lived a beautiful life. He had a fantastic job - often jetting first class around the world and she was a beautician with her own thriving business. They made lots of friends and were very popular in the local community.
With the passage of time they had two beautiful children. The baby boy was called Adonis and the little girl was called Bella. They were both healthy, happy and clever – just like their beautiful parents.
The years continued to hurry by and the beautiful couple’s love for each other matured like a good French wine. They never argued and they were besotted by their beautiful offspring. Adonis achieved four A starred grades in his A levels and won a place at Cambridge. Bella was already studying medicine at University College London.
The beautiful couple felt truly blessed. Life could not have been better. All was so wonderful until….
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Until a DNA test was done! 'Twas after that the cat was well and truly among the pigeons! There was always something suspect about the male hairdresser. He not only had a special knack with the ladies while performing perfect permanent waves, it now appeared he had created more serious permanent waves!
ReplyDeleteHa-HA-HA! Or as it's nearly Christmas perhaps I should be saying HO-HO-HO!
DeleteA hahaha and a hohoho...and a hehehe! :)
DeleteAdonis and Bella's mother, Blondie, woke from her Disney inspired dream to realise that her beautiful marriage was a sham designed to get citizenship for her husband. Her daughter was a self absorbed princess and her son was only interested in computer games.
ReplyDeleteBlondie had been taken advantage of by her family for years and was now staring down the barrel of homelessness. She was becoming a statistic
Was the statistic 38-26-32?
Deleteuntil they got a dog.
ReplyDelete...which they named Rick and when he went on the frozen pond they both fell through the ice trying to get him back.
Delete......brexit
ReplyDeleteI would laugh if it wasn't so apposite and scary.
DeleteThey woke up and it was all a dream. She was late for her two cleaning jobs and he was due to appear in court for benefits fraud. Adonis' punting business in Cambridge had been affected by the recent hurricane which had destroyed all the punts and Bella's interest in medicine was purely of the cocaine variety.
ReplyDeleteHa-ha! This is the other side of the coin and much more lifelike.
DeleteThe sun went super-nova and everyone on earth - including our beautiful family - was toast. That ending actually will happen someday, so don't blame me for being depressing!
ReplyDeleteAre you going to write an ending, too, YP?
I haven't thought of an ending yet but it might involve a holiday in Nova Scotia where the beautiful couple encounter a procrastinating donkey called Satan.
DeleteReminds me of how many of us began married life in the Swinging 60's, all life buzzed along happily like the bees on the flowers. Then redundancy, debt, infidelity, strikes and bad winters came along and a few houses and several wives later, I end up living on my own. I wonder if out there, there is actually a marriage that survived in that way.
ReplyDeleteMy two older brothers both had different life partners but my old biddy and I have been together for 36 years. She's a very tolerant woman. Sounds like you have had quite a few ups and downs in your life Derek - no wonder you love the peace of the reserve.
DeleteYes, kind of left me in old age convinced that the best way to harmony is to live on your own.
DeleteYou call your wife an "old biddy"?! I hope she doesn't read this blog!
DeletePlease don't tell her Jennifer! Perhaps Gregg calls you his "old biddy" when you are not there!
DeleteUntil... one day cancer knocked on the door.
ReplyDeleteGood morning Mr Yorkshire Pudding, I have been reading your very interesting blog for a while now. I like your sense of humour and your funny comments on other blogs too, which amuse me a lot. I like your writing. I'm Italian so please excuse any grammatical errors.
Greetings Maria x
Thanks for leaving this very nice comment Maria and Buon Natale!
DeleteTo answer Derek's question whether there are any marriages that have survived, well, my parents' definitely has. They met when my Mum was 16 and my Dad 18. Two years later, they were engaged, and another two years later, they married. To keep it neat, yet another two years later, my sister was born - and then I came along, a mere 14 months after big sis.
ReplyDeleteThey did definitely have their ups and downs, for instance when my Dad was unemployed for a while and had to be away from home all week for about a year to re-train in all the new printing technologies that came along in the early 1970s, and my Mum went cleaning to make ends meet. Or when my grandparents needed a lot of care for many years. Or when my sister and I hit puberty and went completely nuts for a while.
But they managed it all, and are still together and very much in love.
I, on the other hand, am once divorced, once widowed and would immediately say YES if a certain someone would pop The Question, being sure this would be my last marriage - three is the magic number, isn't it?