You’re probably wondering why I’m telling you this rubbish and how it is relevant to what this story, well on this holiday the greatest thing happened as we were in another pointless souvenir shop: buying fridge magnets for Nan and another sun hat for granddad, I accidently walked into one of the employees. She was beautiful. The perfect girl, tall, thin, with luscious blond hair, and the best thing about it, she couldn’t speak English! I found this out immediately after I apologised as she couldn’t understand a word I was saying. This was a perfect opportunity to use some of my wonderful chat up lines that my dad told me to use before we left. I used my favourite one which was “Were you arrested earlier? It must be illegal to look that good”, strangely this didn’t have an effect at all but I thought that the only reason for this was the language barrier so, I went to a library close by, bought some French books, and decided to teach myself the language of romance overnight. I learnt some well-known phrases that were assured to work and guarantee a date with the shop worker (I didn’t have time to study her name tag).
Returning to the store the following day, I attempted some desperate phrases in my best French accent, these were “Prends ton manteau; vous avez tire” (grab your coat you’ve pulled) and “Suis-je mort? Parce que je crois que je viens de rencontrer un ange” (Am I dead? Because I think I just met an angel). To my surprise my cunning chat up lines actually worked as she wrote me a note in her best English to meet her at the base of the Eiffel tower at 7, it’s a date.
You can only imagine my excitement that me, Charlie, that ugly lad from England has wooed a women as beautiful as that, it’s just unbelievable. It was nearing 7 and as I left my After-shave smelling room, and being immediately tidied up, from head to toe by my mum, I was ready.
Arriving 5 minutes early I went(without thinking) and bought myself a coffee, forgetting that I had a white shirt on I decided that it would be a great idea to spill it all over me! I didn’t have enough time to go home, and I couldn’t just, so for once in my life, I sucked in my chest and went and spoke to her. It had only been a few hours since I had last seen her but it seems that in this hour she had been learning her English as for the first 5 minutes of greeting each over, the language barrier had significantly decreased. This evening was the perfect evening and any man couldn’t off asked for any more, we ate dinner at the very top of the Eiffel Tower, under candle light and the coffee stain on my t shirt was not even on my mind anymore I couldn’t be happier. Our relationship developed quickly as my parents left there log cabin and headed back for England I decided to stay and live with rose (yes I found out her name in the end). Rose and I 6 months later were married and she was expecting our first child. It was looking as if nothing could have stopped us, and that we were going to grow stronger and stronger as a couple, but then 2 months later Rose had fell extremely ill. She fought like a warrior but as the days passed she was gradually getting worse to the point where she couldn’t even walk. Unfortunately within months Rose passed away, her suffering was over++. Now as a 68 year old man, I still think about her every minute of the day and I’m constantly hoping that she is proud and that one day I will see her again.