Love's Young Dream

Our Ma was married in 1941 and widowed in 1995 (I think).  The children were born late on, after a bit of pioneering 1950s hormone treatment. 

After she’d been on her own a year or two, she started going out a bit to senior clubs etc, and met Toy Boy, who was about fifteen years younger.  They were a couple (trips out in his car, holidays, meals out, staying over at one another’s houses, lots of mutual support) for over a decade until 2006, when he decided to put his house up for sale to move out of the area to be nearer his family and then they were “just friends”.  Dumped at 89.  Can you believe it?  She took to brandy for a while to nurse her broken heart.  The transient ischaemic attacks started at the same time.  Toy Boy moved away the following year, and “joined another bowls club – I think he’s met someone new” as Our Ma surmised at the time.

We have decided we are not going to inform him of her change of address.  Or take his silver-framed photo with her to the home.  The Husband was polite to him when he was his mum’s b/f, but His Sister couldn’t abide him at any price.  The nicest thing for me about his going away was I got to know Our Ma properly for the first time, without her rather bumptious man friend there answering all her questions for her.

I asked the Home Manager if there are any romances there at the moment.  She said yes, there’s one.  Who knows, Our Ma might get herself another beau when she smells a bit less of poo!