Monday 2 April 2018

Return To Worbarrow


It was many years ago that we first went to Worbarrow Bay.
Amanda was 28, and I was 34.

We had met at Compton Acres Gardens a little earlier, where I had already been working for about fifteen years, and was in charge of looking after most of the grounds. Amanda had recently left the corporate world of lawyers, to pursue her dream of becoming a gardener. She was introduced to me on a scorching hot summers day, and we worked together as I taught her the ways of the gardener.

We got on well, both professionally, and as friends, and it soon became apparent that things were taking a different turn, but we both came with very complicated lives, commitments, and troubles.

We talked, a lot. We always have, but it was on one afternoon, on top of the hill in the picture above, that after driving the short distance in her metallic blue VW Beetle, we sat with a flask of tea and some custard cream biscuits, and talked about what we meant to each other.

We never really envisaged a long term future together at this point, but knew that we were serious about each other. That was twenty three years ago, and we married, and have worked and lived together ever since.

We went back for the second time yesterday, and took a flask of tea. The climb up the hill wasn't so inviting, and so we sat on the shingle beach, and talked. It's a beautiful and peaceful place.



5 comments:

  1. Happy 23rd to you both.

    Love & hugs ~ FlowerLady

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  2. Well done you two, never stop talking to each other.

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  3. You old rogue; seducing young lawyers indeed!

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  4. Belated congratulations, you two! What an interesting and romantic way to meet...clearly orchestrated by One who knows and cares for the you both. ♥

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