Gosh Daisy do you think so? I never thought of my life as colourful. Could think of some adjectives to use for certain times of my life but colourful would probably not be one of them.
I went to a palmist once. It was not long after my stillborn daughter and I think I was trying to find comfort. I asked if I would have any more children. She said there would be two boys. One blond and the other dark haired, that my own natural son would be difficult but would find his own way. She did not say they would be "mine" - the boys I mean. She said that once day I would find someone who would be just mine (my stillborn daughter was after my then husband beat me up in a drunken attack). She also said I should not allow my boys to have a motorbike. There was an incident some years ago when my natural son was about 19 when he took a trial bike belonging to his brother (well he had borrowed it and we had forbidden him to keep it) in the middle of the night and drove it on a golf course into barbed wire and escaped death by not even a hairs breadth. He remembers hearing the paramedics say that he wasn't going to make it when they put him in the ambulance. A horrific time.
I think I might have preferred a slightly less colourful life sometimes........
I went to a palmist once. It was not long after my stillborn daughter and I think I was trying to find comfort. I asked if I would have any more children. She said there would be two boys. One blond and the other dark haired, that my own natural son would be difficult but would find his own way. She did not say they would be "mine" - the boys I mean. She said that once day I would find someone who would be just mine (my stillborn daughter was after my then husband beat me up in a drunken attack). She also said I should not allow my boys to have a motorbike. There was an incident some years ago when my natural son was about 19 when he took a trial bike belonging to his brother (well he had borrowed it and we had forbidden him to keep it) in the middle of the night and drove it on a golf course into barbed wire and escaped death by not even a hairs breadth. He remembers hearing the paramedics say that he wasn't going to make it when they put him in the ambulance. A horrific time.
I think I might have preferred a slightly less colourful life sometimes........
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