#1: Together Seven Years Apart

I do tend to focus more on my cartoon blog. But, finally, here's a posting for this writing blog after neglecting it for a while. I'm starting to post snippets of a memoir I'm working on - Together Seven Years Apart - a story about my wife and me. Hopefully, posting the snippets will force me to find more time to write and so keep posting - and to actually finish the story. That's the plan...You know how it is.

Memoir - Week 1 

Exactly two days after we happily celebrated our first wedding anniversary, I left my wife. June 28, 2010.

Leaving wasn’t easy - but leaving seemed to be the only way forward.

Right after I first ever met her on that cold Canberra night, I had also fallen in love with her. Friday May 16, 2003. Somewhere around 10.30pm.

Me and a friend, let’s call him Harry, were shoulder to shoulder, standing semi-glued to the always made-sticky-by-spilt-drinks floor, warm inside King O’Malley’s – a popular Irish pub downtown Canberra.

For anyone unfamiliar with the capital of Australia, Canberra doesn’t really have a downtown as such. Although locally referred to as the centre or city, it’s actually like another suburb of Canberra – too small to qualify as any downtown proper. Too quiet and leafy to be “downtown”. 

Okay, too boring. I said it.

We hadn’t been there long and I was not in the mood for being out or around people. At approximately 10.30pm, King O’s – as everyone called it – was still filling up. Purposely positioned where we were, Harry could readily admire any entering guys that took his fancy, and I could easily spot approaching, attractive girls.