So, I was walking up a rather grey and drizzly Banbury High St this morning, I was trying to dodge between the great unwashed and the obesecycles when I heard the voice of a wee lass, no more than three years old daddy daddy she said, a little out of breath... Again, daddy daddy, this time with head down trying determined to catch up with her dad, whats up sweetheart, he eventually replied, she caught her breath and said I love you... I love you too sweetheart, he replied.. It was a lovely moment amidst the dourness, and I couldnt help but think to myself... Its becoming ever more apparent that Ill never experience this. And since then Ive been debating whether or not I am experiencing the male menopause...?
Posted on: Tue, 06 Jan 2015 19:31:33 +0000
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