“Ingratitude is treason to mankind.” James Thomson
Monday, 22 March 2010
Facebook is a funny thing, eh? My ex-husband is now emailing me to let me know small, quite sweet details of his day to day life, like the GCSEs he is doing now because he didn't do them the first time around, or the fact that he now has a boat, which we considered when we were together but thought eventually to be too risky and expensive a project. He did his carpentry apprenticeship in a shipyard and would have been handy with it, which I guess now he is. He is also, it seems safe to say, happily remarried and has children and I am happily re-partnered. We don't plan to meet or anything. There was just this initial email and now he gets in touch twice a month or so to let me know about something he did at the weekend or an essay he's catching up with. It's quite unexpected and slightly odd. I never know what to say back. I married this man 20 years ago having known him for all of two years, and we weren't together two years later. He's a nice guy, or I should say he was when I knew him. But he's kind of a benign wellwisher, little more than a stranger, like an old family friend who knew and loved you as a child and now sometimes sends book tokens for your birthday. I don't feel that there is anything untoward occurring. It's just a curious turn of events is all, my past just sort of curling back around from behind like the end of a long scarf.