And so it ends...

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My venture into my past has now drawn to a close. Thanks to all who left comments and a big Thank You to Lesley for her opinions.

Normal service will now be resumed.

Comments

Wreckless Euroafrican said…
So it really does end. And you let it.. I'm in no position to judge, as I don't really know you, but I do know I would have followed her. I would have made some kind of attempt. For God's sake man, she's still out there.

Thanks for sharing this with us.

Salagatle!
8:57 pm
Ross Douglas said…
Max,
I'm afraid it did end. Sad though I am that it ended the way it did.

My feelings on why I had to let it end like that is a post in itself.

One that I may write at some point...
12:39 am
jenny said…
*breaths a sigh of relief*

Normal service is resuming! Yippee!
9:55 am
Ross Douglas said…
Jenny,
For why you breathing a sigh of relief.
10:02 am
Divemaster GranDad said…
I remember reading, a while ago, on this very blog of the ending of said relationship...now we know what fully happened. As Max says, I would have followed her if it was me. Do you have any contact details for her? Maybe it's still an option?
5:51 pm
jenny said…
As wise old women say "what's fur ye'll no go past ye"...

She was not fur ye. That is all.

*makes a huffy face, tosses her hair and flounces away*
11:07 pm
Anonymous said…
You made a brave choice there Ross. I hope wherever she is that she is happy... although I suspect you wouldn't be too far out of her thoughts.

Thanks for sharing that with us. You rock mah socks Ross.

Right back to the disgusting toilet habits and abuse now is it? hehe.

Lesley x
4:46 pm
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