Dear gorgeous blog-ladies (that should get your attention!),
Firstly, thank you so much for the time you take to comment on Janie's postings. She is always so, so thrilled to hear from each and everyone of you and it spurs her on to keep writing.
Secondly, what you read and how she comes across is really the Janie you think she is. She's as lovely and sweet and wonderful as you think she is. I'm totally blessed and being her husband for nearly 25 years has been a privilege beyond description.
Anyway, I thought you might like to hear the ramblings of the other, less prettier half, of 'Posy'. You can see her sweet little nose underneath my Desperate Dan chin in this photo!
By the way, this post is dedicated to all my male friends, those partners of all you regular visitors to the 'Posy' blog.
You'll no doubt wonder how 'Posy's' other half puts up with all the flowers, lacy-frills, vintage florals, shabby chic, car-boot bought bric-a-brac and feminine touches adorning our house.
Well my friends, let me let you into a little secret that will lighten your spirit and fill you with glad tidings, which if embraced, will enhance your relationship and earn you brownie points only found in Willy Wonka's Chocolate Factory!
I have learned a lot in my 23 years of married bliss and I have been converted from a rather unstylish, ignorant and quite plain person, to someone who, with a love of art, has a much greater appreciation courtesy, of Mrs 'Posy', to the wonderful array of colours, textures, materials, shapes, patterns and designs that have crossed the threshold of our home over time memorial...that and a humongous and regular helping of regular rugby viewing, nights out with non-female friends at the pub and many hours of cycling the local picturesque country lanes listening to some seriously loud rock music.
Our success as a couple has always been about compromise, patience, oodles of humour, and always remembering to do the little romantic things that cost no more than devoting some time.
For those who have been asking, I originate from the beautiful country of New Zealand. It was my oldest sisters' travels abroad that inspired me to travel and when I was old enough I set off to backpack around Europe and eventually I ended up in Britain. Funnily enough my mum said to me in a mother to son 'chat' before I flew out: "You're not going to marry the first girl you meet, are you?" "Mother!", I exclaimed (a word I use that everyone in my family laughs at me using!!), "Of course not. I'm off to get some overseas experience and then I'll be back to settle down." That was in October 1983. I met Jane in April 1984 and it was love at first sight. She was the first girl I met - I've been apologising to her ever since..my mother that is.
It's hard at times to not be close enough to get more regularly back home, and with elderly parents it's particularly frustrating not to be on hand to be able to help them more. Still, it means I get pampered and treated like the 'baby' of the family whenever I get back! This brings out the inner child in me,but hey, it wasn't my fault I was the last of 4 siblings.
Well, friends, it has been a pleasure 'meeting' you all in the land of blog.
Janie keeps saying it would be a big help to her if I dropped a post or two, so you never know you could see me back before too long!