Two roads diverged in a wood, and I –
I took the one less travelled by,
and that has made all the difference. 


Every morning I go into the garden and have a chat with Buddha One  about where I’m  going and am I on the right lines. For example should I have been so rude to the old man who almost ran me down on his wheel chair? And am I doing the right thing in turning down the post of Education Officer in Takoradi? Wouldn’t we be better off there than here in Lerwick which, don’t get me wrong, I dearly love, friendly place, lovely people. Gwendoline, bless her, left it entirely up to me. It’s your life, she said (though in actual fact it’s our life). 
Another thing. Was it right to spend all that money on the Time Share in Tenerife (against Gwendoline’s advice I must say). Which is partly why I turned down the post in Takoradi. You see how complicated, intertwined, everything gets?
I wait for a response. 

I sometimes wonder if Gwendoline did the right thing in marrying me, I go on.  Am I really the right person for her? There’s a certain glazed look that comes across her face sometimes when I give her my account of  my day’s activities that makes me wonder.

If only someone would tell me what to do with myself!
Getting no response from Buddha One, I turn to Buddha Two who in a certain light has a more sympathetic face:
If only, I say to him… If only…the saddest words in the English language, but if only I had taken the road less travelled by more of the time…… or some of the time at least…even once….yes, even once.
It’s so difficult, just doing the right thing.
I know Confucius or someone said, Life can only be understood backwards but has to be lived forwards.  Being told stuff like that doesn’t help me one little bit.

Should I put a sizeable bet on Spain beating Italy? And if they do, should I spend my winnings on replacing the Caravanette or give  in to Gwendoline’s pleadings for a new kitchen?

I wait for  answers but his stony gaze goes right past me.




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