On being slow ….! in My things ……

Being down here just a few years, I don’t expect to meet people I know very often, I’ve been on Jewellery, Tiffany Glass and German Classes with out being noticed! The painting classes have been a little different, two men from the watercolour class have caught me unawares, not both at one, the younger one works in Truro; the other is a Council gardener – he can pop up any where – but always in Truro in my case. After one term in the acrylic class I was seen, I didn’t see her and she can’t remember where; we’re all a certain age …..

Today an acquaintance from the jewellery class, at first pass I vaguely noticed him and walked on, this was a quick trip into Truro – I was told! Then walking out of M&S I looked behind to see if any one else was fallowing, it was the same man on crutches, I stood back holding the door while he went out, he went across Lemon Quay and I went up Lemon Quay towards the park and ride bus.

This second meeting made me stop and look back, and at last the penny dropped and I turned back, he was always looking athletic and smartly dressed; now he looked very different. He was always a polite and I thought I was turned away he could have supposed, we both has forgotten names but not those evenings making rings and bangles.

He told me he had been training to become a life Guard, and on one exercise on a board went wrong, as he hit the board he injured a vertebrae, hence the dreadful change in his appearance! I commented it must have been very painful, he was never one for strong language and his response was much as I expected ‘Yes – like closing a car door on your testicals’ to the point and a description that brings a tear to any mans eye!

I’m wished I’d given him my e-mail address, just in case! He was living with his mother, but it’s two years since I last him, so I’ve no idea of his situation; some times I can be very slow …. I shall keep and eye open next time I’m in Truro.