The things that happened that summer

I discovered cheese with garlic in it.

I suffered a lot of heartburn.

I wondered why you were nicer to our friend’s cat than you had been to me lately.

We saw Four Weddings and a Funeral. I loved it. You hated it.

You left me for someone else.

I found that I liked gardening.

I slept on the sofa sometimes, just because I felt like it.

We thought my Dad had a heart attack but it turned out to be bad indigestion brought on by a fried breakfast.

Taking a cue from my mother, who thought it was a factor in you leaving, I replaced all my underwear.

I watched the World Cup with friends in the Irish Club.

You came back. And then you left again.

I bought a new car. You had written-off my last one in a high speed crash two years before – a month after I had paid off the four year loan.

I overcame my life-long fear of the dentist.

I rang the Samaritans – mainly because I wanted someone to talk to at 3.30am.

I asked two men out on dates and was rebuffed. You cried when I told you.

I had a tattoo. The smallest design they had. It turned out that I was charged £2 more than my attractive friend who had the same design.

I learned who my friends weren’t.

You came back.

I wonder how my life would have been if you hadn’t.