And we're spinning with the stars above
Himself and I were driving home today and Belinda Carlisle was playing on the radio.
I heard it and I was instantly driving the Kincardine to Rosyth road, December 1987 to meet his Ship coming back from a six month tour of the Gulf.
I had last seen him, through teary eyes in the June of that year, 10th June, the day after my graduation ball. I had been unceremoniously dumped at the gate of the dockyard, and had to walk back to main road to get a bus back to Edinburgh.
But I was distraught, and howling, and wearing a wrap over dress, and flipflops. So I just kept walking. I walked up and over the Forth Road Bridge, and Stood and watched until the Ship left the dockyard and sailed underneath me, and I cried even louder, and walked over to Queensferry and then caught a bus. Wind blown and red eyed.
I had met him the August before, seen him perhaps 8 or 9 times been then and Christmas, and then he had been home - working from Roysth for the next six months, until the boat was commissioned and set sail.
He had been gone, for as long as i had been living with him. I said to him today, I was driving along, thinking, will he remember me? Will he like me?
And then he pointed out to me - I had written over a 100 letters while he was gone - he knew exactly who I was.
Anyhoos - that was a million years ago - and today, we had a good day. We got up late - i did some tidying, and he got up even later...
Tooli facetimed me - I was beside myself with excitement; You may remember me mentioning that she is an OXFORD SCHOLAR!!!!! - guess where she was walking home from today.....
Yes, my Tooli joined the Rowing Club.
Yes, she is a novice, Yes she has never rowed a boat before, But bloody hell - living the dream!! Living the dream.