"Isn't it strange that a friendship forged at the age of five in Primary school can and often does result in a lifelong friendship which stands the test of time.
Three Wigan girls attended the same school. As they grew up, this happy trio often pretended to act out diiferent parts in the Enid Blyton's 'The Secret Seven' and 'The Famous Five' adventure books and were as close as friends could be throughout the whole of their school years.
As teenagers, they dressed alike and shared all manner of things that drew them closer to each other. Upon starting work, they all obtained jobs at the same textile mill in Wigan. They soon established a reputation for working hard Monday morning until Friday afternoon and then playing hard over their weekend break when they would drink, dance and make merry.
Often during their late teens they would go out together at night and finish up sharing the same bed. The mother of each never knew if they'd find their daughter in bed alone when they went to wake her. When they pulled her sheets back, they'd often find her two close friends beneath the blanket. Indeed, they even swapped over their casual boyfriends occassionally as well as also swapping their occasional boyfriends causually. All went well until, one of the trio broke the trust of the other two by secretly trying out the boyfriend of one on the side.
The trio were to discover however, that when teenage hormones run wild and love comes in through the window and catches one by surprise, long-term commitment to friends can beat a hasty retreat out the back door! This is particularly true when that vital trust bond has been tested to the limit and has been broken or found wanting in an act of betrayal. The Brutus of the triumvirate married her man and they emigrated soon after to the shores of Canada. The other two girls, who remained the best of friends, grew ever closer in their role as sisters-in-law, when they courted and married twin brothers from Wigan who managed a thriving dairy concern.These two marriages lasted for around sixteen years until one had a brief fling with her husband's brother. Both marriages broke up along with the two women's friendship and all parties went their own separate ways.
For the next twenty years, the trio remained dissolved and no contact was had among any of the trumvirate of old. The woman who emigrated to Canada with her husband was never really happy with the man she'd stolen and wed. He turned out to have an aggressive character, was too jealous and controlling, drank too much and was verbally and emotionally abusive. She ended her marriage around the same year as her the marriages of her two former friends ended.
After the marriages of all three females had sadly broken up, they each found themselves getting gradually more isolated from the world at large. In time they'd become increasingly lonely and were wholly bereft of life purpose. For a long while they couldn't place their trust in attempting to form new relationships with either man or woman, having been badly let down by both sexes in the past, so they kept all social contacts to a minimum.
Meanwhile life went on and the world continued to turn on its axis as it ushered in the 80s, 90s and eventually the New Millennium. In time, each woman started to dip their toe in the river of life once more. They even began to question some of the social conventions and restrictions which they'd grown up with, such as never approaching people without first being invited to. They then bought themselves a laptop and after dragging themselves into the 21st century, their lives slowly started to change.
It wasn't long before the silver surfers quickly found social network sites like Facebook. Next they rapidly discovered that they weren't alone in their current position, present feelings, past experiences and future hopes. Before long they slowly began to build up their range of daily contacts as well as their confidence levels.
During 2010, one of the trio received a surprised friendship request on Facebook from the trio member who'd betrayed her friend by stealing her man and emigrated with him to Canada after marrying him. The two former friends maintained their Facebook contact and the relationship went so well that when the friend in Canada decided to return to live in Wigan the following year, they met up. It was as though the thirty three years which had passed between them since they'd last met had been but yesterday. Twelve months later at the start of 2012, they decided to rent a house in Wigan and started to live together.
Two years later, the last member of the trio (the woman who was initially betrayed by her friend and then went on to become the betrayer of her other friend and sister-in-law) came back into their lives. This again happened through one Facebook connection leading to another and then another before all three women were once more connected. Within six months of ongoing contact between the three women, they had each forgiven each other for any past transgressions and essentially discovered that whereas forgiveness enables one to move on with their life, that reget and recriminations doesn't!
All three women were finally reunited in the flesh when on March 21st, 2014 they met up in a cafe in Wigan centre. As all three women came face to face with their former betrayer and betrayed, ten seconds of deadly silence existed in the stillness of uncertain expectation. Then without further thought, all three women found themselves in a loving embrace and felt their triumvirate reborn; never to be broken again.
Two months later (two weeks ago today in fact) witnessed the strength of the women's friendship bond when all three women decided to live out their remaining lives in the same house in Wigan. They even refused to have separate bedrooms and all sleep in the same giant-sized bed. Each night before retiring for the day, their very last act before going to sleep is to take it in turn to re-read out loud from one of their treasured, 'The Famous Five' books.
Before I end my thought for today, I must point out that this story is completely fabricated and was constructed over this morning's porridge for breakfast. If you were in the process of believing it to be factual, let me know as I think I will develop it into a longer and more fulsome story in my 'Tales from Portlaw' books; all of which can be freely accessed from my website." William Forde: May 29th, 2014.