I did intend to write some more stories here tonight from ‘The View From The Cab, page or ‘The Precocious Chid’ one, but somehow or other the night seems to have slipped away without me noticing. I will however tell one story of how my disposition and views on life were changed for me.
When I first married, at about the age of twenty-five, I used to pick my wife up from her work and we would travel home together. Once there I would plant myself in front of a TV screen, or read a book, oblivious to what she was doing. One night she came and found me, and at first I couldn’t understand why she was berating me so. “If you think that you will spend the rest of our days together sitting on your fat bum (that was a lie because it wasn’t fat then, but I’ll let that pass) whilst I run around waiting on you, then you better change that idea pretty quick” she screamed. I, having been used to my mother doing exactly as my wife was then doing, had never given my selfishness one thought. She was right of course and I did make that change. But how many of us just put up with things, frightened of the consequences of standing up for ourselves?
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