Belle, Winnie and I got to Ralph’s at about 12. Winnie seemed tense, Belle was excited- I think she knew that Ralph was home- and I was looking forwards to seeing Ralph.
When we got there, Ralph was dressed in a long red gown, which apparently is a traditional Thailand way to dress. It looked nice, and was very ornate. It draped down over Ralph’s wheelchair, and kept catching in his wheels, which did make him a bit tense.
Nana seems lovely. She is quite short, I would say mid twenties from looking at her (though Ralph says she is older than that), and is very grateful. Everything I said to her, she said ‘Yes, thank Mr Raymond’. It did make me smile.
Ralph seems very well, and is obviously well rested after the holiday. I suppose that he was not up all night talking to Nana on the Internet; he can talk to her face to face now. He is however very tactile with her- he is always holding her hand, stroking her hair, kissing her. She just smiles at him.
Dinner was nice. Ralph cooked us casserole; he wanted to show Nana what English food was like. She said she liked it, but did not eat much.
After dinner, Ralph showed us the photo’s from the holiday. They were mostly of Nana and her family; it does seem like a big family, which apparently has 14 children in it. 14!
Nana said she likes England so far, though the weather is cold. I guess it would be after Thailand.
Conversation then turned to Belle, and I was saying how good she had been. As we were talking, Nana said said that of course Belle would be used to Winnie, she has known her for a while now. I said that it was only a couple of months; I could see Nana look at Ralph, and was confused by this, so I asked what the matter was. She said that Ralph had told her that Winnie and Ralph had known each other for some time, and they they used to be partners.
I looked at Ralph and Winnie- neither could make eye contact with me. I asked if it was true, and they both just nodded. Winnie said that they were going to say, but there was never a good time; before they knew it, it was too late.
All of a suddenly, what I thought I knew, was not true. That explained so much! Why Belle was always relaxed with Winnie, how Ralph and Winnie got on so quickly. It all made sense! But why had they not told me? Here I was, with my best mate, and the love of my life- and they had a history I knew nothing about. They must have been laughing at me! I felt so stupid, and I got up, and came away.
Winnie tried to come after me, but I walked faster than her, and soon had left her behind. I needed ‘processing’ time, to get it all straight. Oh, how foolish I had been!
My first thought was to go home, but that did not make sense, either; all Winnie’s stuff would be there, and I could not face that.
So I am writing this from Maureen’s house. She said that I can stay the night on her sofa, and has cooked me tea. She is in the bath, and I am writing this, in a sense of getting some order to it all.
I know I need time, and some distance. I will be OK then.
Yours sincerely
Raymond Williams