The secret of life is enjoying the passage of time.

So there I was in Almaty!

In love?

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Friends though she was quite a tease. We were each dating separately but occasionally went out together. Definitely in the friend zone with this beautiful young lady.

Cést la vie!

Oh yes we went to a French restaurant as she sometimes worked there; sometimes we ate there. I fixed things for her when she parted company with her husband.

Then we fell out. but became friends again.

Then fell out.

Then she said she would marry me in eight years. I was bemused…

Then my Mum died and I was all over the place. I asked her for a date. She blocked me on every social media and then avoided me.

I can deal with that. Now two years on I had a look on her Instagram page. Lo and behold she had a photograph of my book so I said I liked the picture.

Now she has blocked me on Instagram!

I will never understand women.

Yes she was a lot of fun and very attractive, and when drunk she always contacted me.

An interesting interlude in the pleasures of life.

“The secret of life is enjoying the passage of time”  James Taylor

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