I am one of those people who has managed to hit every rock on the coastal verges of life.
I was born to parents who could not live apart but who found it very difficult to live together. Despite my father being highly intelligent and blind while my mother was a grand mal epileptic of limited mental capacity, my childhood memories are mostly happy apart from the constant fear of never knowing if my mother would still be alive when I went home from school. (A worry that was emphasised bt the view of the crematorium from my school classroom windows!)
Our family was never well off, I was 11 before we bought our first real furniture, and it was an invite to a birthday party that made me aware that the stuff in the shops really did appear in my friends homes. It also made me aware of how much I treasured what I received compared with the casual acceptance and disregard that my friends had for everything in their lives.
My own health started to collapse when I was 15 and, after five years in the Royal Air Force (for which I was too ill to re-enlist) I trained as an accountant.
Major surgery at 22 years of age left me with a physical rearrangement that keeps me alive but which I have never really fully accepted.
Having lost three wives, I am now happily married again, there is not much in the way of grief that I have not experienced but, despite that, I am still one of the happiest men around.
My passion is ...
My family, my dogs and walking
I know too much about ...
too little
My parents always told me ...
As sure as there is a God in Heaven...........
My childhood ambition ...
To survive to the next day
My favorite memory ...
There are just too many to choose from
Why I write ...
Because I can
What I am reading/watching/listening to ...
Whatever takes my interest
My first job ...
Audit clerk
My best moment ...
I haven't got there yet
My inspiration ...
If my parents could overcome their problems, I have none!
It is a very strange aspect of the human condition that we try to maintain our monogamous relationships in the face of the most ridiculous odds. How many times have you heard someone say of a couple that they know, "I don't know how they put up with each other!" Certainly many of the people I have watched grow into late, middle and old age, rather than grow together, grow apart. Often the cement that bound them was the welfare and concern for their children. But as the children matured and left home, their common goals were not enough for them to continue being able to enjoy each other's c...
More..Arthur Webster
Con, Malaga ES
Member since: November 2006
Articles Written: 4