My song today is “I’m Not in Love”. This is a song by English group ‘10cc’ and was written by band members Eric Stewart and Graham Gouldman. It is known for its innovative and distinctive backing track, composed mostly of the band's multitracked vocals. Released in the UK in May 1975 as the second single from the band's third album, ‘The Original Soundtrack’ it became the second of the group's three number-one singles in the UK between 1973 and 1978, topping the ‘UK Singles Chart’ for two weeks. The song was also the band's breakthrough hit worldwide, reaching Number 1 in Ireland and Canada and Number 2 on the ‘Billboard Hot 100’ in the US, as well as reaching the top 10 in Australia, New Zealand, and several European countries.
This song very much reminds me of my romantic late teens. Being a hopeless ‘romantic’ I loved the experience of ‘falling in love’ but did not want the responsibility of ‘being in love’. I wanted to travel and live in Canada at the age of 21 years, and because, I had been awarded a sizable compensation amount from a traffic accident in my childhood that would become due at my age of maturity (21-year-old) such travel plans became financially possible. I had no intention of getting married before my late twenties and throwing a spanner in the works of my planned adventures abroad.
My answer was for me to continue to ‘fall in love’ with beautiful young women as often as I could, as long as I did not stay ‘fallen’, and allowed myself to ‘fall out of love’ so that I could ‘fall back in love’ again! Consequently, I never dated any young woman for more than one month and ended that brief courtship before either of us got emotionally committed to the relationship.
‘Being in love’ first came my way during my 22nd/23rd year of life in Canada, but even then, I avoided the ultimate commitment and returned to England, where I found myself ‘being caught on the emotional rebound’, and committing myself to a less deserving and less compatible person than the one I had left behind in Toronto, Canada. I would be 40 years old before I found genuine love again, and for the following twenty-five years I remained in love.
I would be 68 years old before I found the ‘love of my life’ in Haworth, and two years later, Sheila and I married on my 70th birthday in November 2012. Sheila was a widow and is 14 years my junior. She and is beautiful inside and out, and despite me being diagnosed with a terminal blood cancer only three months after our wedding, and having had an extensive number of cancer operations and procedures since, even with three different body cancers inside me, and awaiting another biopsy result, I have never felt happier in my life or as loved. Never again will I be able to say, ‘I’m not in love’.
Love and peace Bill xxx