Cherished Friend

One person who really helped me through these tough times was my dear friend Stephen (Steff as he was better known). He was a very close friend of mine who i met when i was in the night shelter in Colchester during the whole court case saga. 23 years my senior, i guess u could say he was kind of like a father figure to me. He was always there if i needed anything. He was such a kind, gentle, placid person. He changed my outlook on life. After what happened to me, i thought that all men were arseholes who were only after one thing and didn't care about anyone but themselves. Steff proved me wrong. During the time i knew Steff, i came to see him as a big brother type figure. He was always looking out for me. He always said that i was like the little sister he never had. I had 2 years getting to know Steff when he died. I was gutted. Never in my life had i had a friend quite like Steff. He was just 43 when he died. It was around this time that i learned of my parents plan to divorce. I wasn't in a relationship at the time so i decided to move back to Chelmsford. I got a room in a house share and found my new housemates to be quite entertaining. lol. Over the next few months, i settled into my new home, went upto Dunblane for 4 days, did a gig with my cousin Dave and his mate Dean and then met my now Husband Anthony (Tony as he is better known). He knew one of my housemates. Tony was in a bit of a rut at the time. He had been homeless at this point for 2 years. Me being the kind hearted person that i am could not stand the thought of him going hungry so i cooked him dinner and insisted he ate it. lol. He did as he was told. lol.  That was the first time i had ever met him. (i later learned that a niece of his was in my year in high school. eek. lol.). I didn't see him again after that for 2 months which i was quite dissappointed about as i had asked him to come round for a bologneise. I bought all the ingredients and he never turned up. Apparently that was because he was down in East Hanningfield. lol. Well, i must say i was very surprised when one morning whilst i was still in bed, there was a knock at the door and one of my housemates calls up to me and tells me Tony was at the door for me. He came in that day, drank tons of coffee to try and warm and wake up. lol. And he never left. That was the beginning of a whirlwind romance............To be continued