I was having my morning coffee at Delaney's, reading the paper ('tis a hard life, I know) and I came across an article about a woman named Marguerite Turner. Marguerite is a Rochdale lass - I'm guessing even back then fad names were all the rage on council estates; maybe 'Marguerite' was the 30's version of 'Chelsea'. She met her Canadian husband during WW2, whilst he was serving in the UK. Quite what he was doing in Rochdale, which to my knowledge was spared any kind of Blitz activity (more's the pity) wasn't really revealed. But after just a few short months together they married and were then seperated whilst hubby helped to bring down the Fuhrer. After the war, she packed her nylons and headed west to start her new life with her dreamy Canadian hunk o'love (my words, not Marguerite's). The article was really quite touching, and detailed Marguerite's (and a thousand others') journey and the hardships she faced in moving to a new country where she knew noone and had no identity.
I feel an affinity with Marguerite. OK, so she may have crossed the atlantic on a tramp steamer and not at 35,000 feet wearing flight socks and drinking gin and tonics but still... I took great comfort in her story, and the fact that her and her husband lived happily for 59 years. Who said there's no longevity in holiday romances?
5 comments:
BROWN and TAN as background colours really don't work sweetheart.I think they have put something in your coffee that has made you colour blind.Bring back the PINK at once, its much more up beat!
You know, I KNEW it would be but seconds before someone demanded a return to lavender shores... Consider it done.
Bibbidy bobbedy bo!
Thank you.PINK is such a pretty colour, i don't think people use it enough these days.Don't you think so?
I am more than happy to be an ambassador for pinks and purples.
xx
Oh my god, the breeders are off again!!!
mememe
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