Wiping away a tear of laughter, I waited to catch my breathe. Prunella was in full animated flight, telling us her best and worst dating tales at our girlfriends Sunday lunch in Greenwich. She’s petite, beautiful, always well-turned-out, eccentric and has a quick wit and lilting Irish accent. She’s also over 50 and now aContinue reading “Learning to date, a 50 year old Valentine”
Author Archives: JoJo
Open your eyes and save yourself Princess
I was previously married to a terrible husband and that’s the plain truth of it. Not a terrible person, but a terrible husband. A man can be a good person and a bad husband, they are different things. You can of course get your garden variety bad man, bad husband, but my ex, like mostContinue reading “Open your eyes and save yourself Princess”
From hell to happiness – what a difference a year makes
Happy New Year! Welcome 2022. Coming into 2021, I was in the hellish position, or I should say, imposition, of getting rid of a drug and drink-soaked abusive bully of a con-artist ex-husband. He was responsible for the Concorde ticket to hell, his own hell he dragged me into. Extricating myself from him was difficult,Continue reading “From hell to happiness – what a difference a year makes”
Let me tell you about an Owl
This year I’m buying experiences as gifts for my friends. Karina has wanted to visit Drusilla’s Park for years, so that’s where we headed for her birthday. The park is home to a wide variety of exotic animals, which it likes to educate people about. They were freshly open after lockdown relaxed and not tooContinue reading “Let me tell you about an Owl”
Solitaire, without the fear
I’ve had a dramatically changing relationship with solitude, it seems to be linked to age and life experiences over time. I sought and revelled in it as a child. My mother laughingly called me Greta because of the famous “I vont to be alone” Garbo line. Happy hours would go by in my bedroom drawing,Continue reading “Solitaire, without the fear”
Transformers are go!
It’s in the air, it’s in my soul, I see it all around – transformation. Waking at 4am, my mind’s eye still saw the butterfly stars of my dream. Blinking my eyes open, the dark bedroom ceiling was lit only by a small twinkling light display forming the image of a butterfly. A trick ofContinue reading “Transformers are go!”
A drill and a baseball bat
A lot can be accomplished with an electric drill and a baseball bat. I learnt this last weekend when my ex finally came to get the rest of his stuff. No, I didn’t murder him with a drill and baseball bat if that’s what you’re thinking. If I was that way inclined, I’d only needContinue reading “A drill and a baseball bat”
Locked-in by any other name
There are different kinds of locked-in. The current housebound one from pandemic restrictions or being locked-in a destructive relationship. I was both last year, now I’m just coping with the pandemic one and I feel free as a bird. So, I think that’s very telling as to which of my lock-ins were worse. If you’reContinue reading “Locked-in by any other name”
Freedom!
This bright morning, I’m singing Good Morning Freedom! (Def Leppard) In reality it’s misty outside, early this Sunday. But everything feels and looks bright to me because I have my life back! My freedom back! Finally! Yesterday afternoon, the ex, he loaded his possessions into a van while I took the pack for a walkContinue reading “Freedom!”
Fingernails down a chalkboard
The frustration is real. Not just being back in lockdown but being locked in with my ex-husband, still. The feeling is akin to listening to nails being dragged slowly down a chalkboard. Unwanted houseguest It’s my home! I organised the purchase of it and the move across country to it as the start of myContinue reading “Fingernails down a chalkboard”
My new life at 50 