I wrote this little poem almost two years ago, after meeting Brixton Man on a blind date near Putney Bridge (orchestrated by well-intentioned mutual friends). He was (and still is) follicly-challenged, rugby-obsessed and utterly fascinating. We got it together (during the Rugby World Cup which, happily for me, South Africa won) but only a few months later, things fell quite spectacularly apart. We've been getting it together and falling apart ever since. Youngest Daughter's recent head lice infestation reminded me of it.
New man
I have met a new man
He seems very nice
He doesn't have hair
So can't possibly have lice.
Now my new man has gone
He has been very silly
He has broken my heart
But still has a small willy.
Needless to say, the bit about his willy isn't true. It's not that small. It's just that I felt bitter and twisted and heartsore. Being unkind and uncomplimentary felt completely appropriate at the time.
11 years ago
Awwwww. Another single mother reporting for duty here. Don't ever feel alone, there are plenty of us about here blogging about it. And trust me it does actually help xx
ReplyDeleteHello Mum of Two! Thanks for the lovely comment on my post and so glad I found your blog in return. Love the poem. Not so keen on the photos of headlice (or other types of parasites) ;-)). Feel your heartache about Brixton Man. I had my first relationship after my split a few months ago (which I didn't blog about) and felt so heartbroken when it suddenly ended. We are still actually 'friends' in that he keeps in touch and we see each other with our kids (he is a single dad) albeit he has a new girlfriend. And now I am possibly about to embark on something new...but I am worried about developing feelings that aren't reciprocated. Just doesn't feel right that I am even contemplating new relationships at this point in my life! Oh well. Hey ho. Keep up the writing - I love it. And I get it. xx
ReplyDeleteHello Yummy Mammy. Thanks so much for commenting (and following!) ... have caught up with your recent story and oh my goodness you have a lot on your plate. Will be keeping you in my thoughts, following your blog and wishing you well, all the while. It's good to know that we're not alone isn't it and yes, it helps! x
ReplyDeleteDear Nicola, thank you too. I so admire your lovely writing ... and also the fact that you managed to remain 'friends' with Single Dad! Brixton Man wanted to do same. Has a very looooooong string of exes - proof that he does 'staying friends' very well, which impressed me greatly when we first met (but proof too, I realise in hindsight, of his total inability to commit). I decided that being 'friends' would be too hard. I don't want to see him with a new girlfriend (if he has one). It would make me too sad. But I sometimes do wish I were grown-up enough?! (or sufficiently over him?!) to still be able to see him every once in a while. I miss knowing how he is.
Have my fingers crossed for you re. new relationship .... can completely relate to your feelings of trepidation and fear of getting hurt. Trust your instincts.
Happy holiday x
Love the poem - in fact the small willy bit is exactly what my parents say I should start suggesting has been talked about by Builder Bloke's ex wife!! Thanks so much for your lovely comment and yes, it's always good to know that there are more of us out and about having rubbish relationships left right and centre!!
ReplyDeleteRe your parents - I will send you my badge to wear and one for your brother saying "It's all my parents fault" that way when you're next stalking Brixton man outside the pub, you'll have an excuse!! Lx
Just stumbled upon your blog, being home alone on a Saturday night... It's great. This blog thing is cool, and your writing is fabulous. I'm in the medical field so a couple of louses dont scare me, and your poetry is sublime! xxx
ReplyDeleteThank you, Lu. Love the badge idea! But hopefully my stalking days are over!?! Am suddenly feeling less obsessive re. Brixton Man (but it could be a temporary 'blip'& I may wake up in the morning and miss him, all over again, dammit).
ReplyDeleteHello, Shiny. Thanks for your kind words... I appreciate them, more than I can say. It's sweet of you to write. Say 'hello' to The Mountain for me!! I'm envious of your being there ... and familyaffairs on her way! (how weird is that?) ... while I'm stuck here. And it's raining. xx
She has a gift for words!
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