Posted by RosieLady on Thu 21 Feb 08, 10:54 PM to RosieLady's blog.
the father of my kids, now dead but fond and lovely memories. When we met he was lying senseless in my next door neighbours rom. We were young. He was stoned. Tyhe nieghbour was coming on to me. for som reason I say hey leave me alone I am with him (inert body). Hub to be opened an eye and put his arm round me..and two kids and a whole history came from that odd impulse.
LOve you still, dear one. What a journey it has been,
rosie
