Met a grrl at an event a few years ago and thought she was quite cute.
We didn’t get chance to talk much at the time, but I got her number and we used to talk on the phone a lot, But then it all sort of faded away after a while.
Met her again earlier this year as we were both marshaling at a fell running race.
One of the runners was late back, it was getting dark and we were discussing options such calling Mountain Rescue or sending two marshals back along the course to hopefully meet him head on.
Suddenly she said “He’s OK, he’s walking back”
Everyone else “?”
“My Mum passed over a few years ago, but she still talks to me. She said he’s safe and well, just moving slowly”.
Pause in the conversation while everyone else wonders what to say to that.
Met another grrl a couple of years before that. Friend of a friend. I got the impression she was interested in me, but she was just another single mum and I thought I could do better.
I hadn’t heard anything of her for years, until she posted on Facebook recently that her kids had been taken off her because she refused to live in a hostel and was living in a tent instead. She was confidant that god was going to return her kids to her though.
Women, they’re all mad. The best you can hope for is to find one who’s madness is compatible with your own.