Re: Guests are like fish - radio 4
Susan, Your story reminds me of probably the most bizarre thing that has ever happened to me. I’m afraid, my ‘guest’ was more of a visitor really!
In the mid 1990’s, l took my dog down the fields for a run. A woman came gushing towards me and fussed my dog. She said she was sad because her dog was in quarantine in Belgium. Her husband was still working there but they’d bought a house in the village where she was now living.
She asked, if l’d like to see her house and have a drink. As she seemed very lonely, l said, ‘Yes’.
She told me she originated from Glasgow and she knew lots of the gangster types there! She reeled off stories about them.
Then, she said, ‘Will you and your family come for dinner on Sunday?’ My husband will be here, he’s very handsome but l’m scared someone will steal him off me’.
The time was passing and l said, l must get home as my family would be worrying about where l was. She grabbed my arm and said, ‘You’ll always be my friend, won’t you?’ ‘Yes ok’, l answered.
Then she she linked my arm and insisted on walking home with me and my dog.
When we got to my house, she ran to my two youngest daughters and was cuddling them. My husband, was engrossed, watching the rugby on television!
l said, ‘Would you like a drink?’
‘Yes Please, can l have Bacardi and coke.
I went to the kitchen and got her the drink.... Well, as l entered the room, l couldn’t believe my eyes. She was kneeling on the floor massaging my husband’s feet and kissing them!
He was oblivious to her as nothing would take his concentration away from the rugby!
After that, it was very awkward and she drank her drink and left.
I did see her a few days later and said, ‘Hello’ but she didn’t seem to recognise me!
I think she had a drink problem!