Its Time the Tale was Told
OK the beginning ..and let there be light.. No No
Well it started innocuously enough... I will introduce myself at the time a 35 maybe man who had been fortuitous enough to get a house before they shot up but had a not amazng job as an IT field engineer for a subcontractor for public sector. Nowt special although I had a few lodgers and a bunch of friends and we would frequent some of the local hostelries and gigs and stuff that Sheffield offered up.
One weekend we got sent an invite for a party\ravish thing under a printers near the arches. The invite was if I remember from a friend who lived in Swansea but anyway we gave it a go.
There was dancing and I love dancing.
It felt like I was recapturing some of my youth because at 35 these things were not a regular occurence.
At the end sweaty and euphoric as I was leaving a young lady who to be honest I hadn't noticed before asked me for my number. Now this is not a common occurence not for me I laughed and told her not to be silly that I was too old but was thrilled nontheless.
She rang ! We had dates... This was maybe the end of 2005
We both kicked off our shoes
So your expecting some swooning romance story.... well erm no
We had some pleasant dates a couple of rides into the countryside a couple of trips to the theatre. She was nice and she was struggling with the move from London to Sheffield and its lack of opportunities. I was quite smitten she was lovely but I was nervous and well it seemed unrealistic she was a bit out of my league so things drifted. I was busy she was busy. There was also something not quite right ..
Well it wasn't really until I saw her out with someone else that I really felt gut punched in a way I had not felt in years and regretted some of the other things i had made a priority.
All of this is ordinary all of this is the stuff of life.
She moved ... back to London she invited me to her leaving party.. I didnt go.
and there it would have ended.
In fact in the real world there it did end but....
The madness begins
Life went on and it did.
But I started to get strange messages things people would say that would maybe take on more significance than was meant. However they were repeated. almost whispered on the wind. .To be honest they were all good advice if you were after dating a serious relationship. They were:
1. Dress better
2. Give up smoking
3. Become vegetarian
4. Write songs
So how did I do... not well have you tried giving up smoking I have about 200 times.
But I did write a song.
I also saw her once or twice while I was out fleeting meetings once she asked whether I had rooms available (I didn't) others vaguely cryptic about the future.
Anyway back to the songs
My first song I had written in what maybe 12 years. This maybe in 2007 Personally I thought that it was a bad idea to write songs I was too old to be making a fool of myself but bowing to public pressure here goes
The Lyrics were simple:
Deaf and dumb this blind love is bringing me nothing but pain x2
I cant talk to you
don't you know I cant talk to you
Deaf and dumb this blind love is bringing me nothing but pain
sometimes I hope to god that you don't feel the same
and the love that's got my tongue is supposed to be
just tell me what you want just tell me what you need x2
Deaf and dumb this blind love is bringing me nothing but pain
fade to end
