Category Archives: marriage

A Moment Of Indecision

Posted on June 21, 2021 by Peter Wells aka Countingducks

The clock beside me said 6:23am: digital and with unmoving hands, but still the weight of the day bore down upon me. At 2pm today I would become a married man and what was rising through me was raw unprocessed … Continue reading →

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My One True Love

Posted on September 28, 2020 by Peter Wells aka Countingducks

When I opened the door there was Jennifer, my lifetime’s love and all she said was “I made such a mistake back then,” and looking at her, all I saw was the love of my life, worshipped in eternity who … Continue reading →

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For The Love Of Dogs

Posted on July 6, 2020 by Peter Wells aka Countingducks

Ignatius Plotsky was a poet in waiting, a painter in search of a canvas and writer of some obscurity whose insights were sited somewhere beyond the land of meaning. Following a few drinks at the bar, and spotting a young … Continue reading →

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Clara

Posted on January 6, 2020 by Peter Wells aka Countingducks

Our first dance together was at ages five and six, the picture is in an album at my mother’s. We, Clara and I,met at junior school and then shared the same senior school: through careful planning we managed to go … Continue reading →

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That Greener Grass

Posted on October 21, 2019 by Peter Wells aka Countingducks

As she reached up to kiss me goodbye I felt my wife’s hand rest on my chest. “Look after yourself out there” she said: it was what she always said but somehow there was a sense of urgency about it … Continue reading →

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My Father Was A Bank Manager

Posted on September 9, 2019 by Peter Wells aka Countingducks

  He worshipped steadiness in all things, closely followed by order and then routine: chosen dramas on television were watched to their conclusion whether they entertained him or not, and books finished for the same reason. Holidays involved a trip … Continue reading →

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The Anniversary Dinner

Posted on August 20, 2018 by Peter Wells aka Countingducks

Now in their early forties Freddie and Carol Tusker sat across from each other surveying the menu at a local restaurant, more “select,” if that is the term, than the ones they usually visited, but merited by the day. Carol … Continue reading →

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Temptation And The Ordered Life

Posted on April 9, 2018 by Peter Wells aka Countingducks

Robin understood everything he needed to know about the state of marriage, or so he thought: for him, being a contented man was a matter of policy. He taught as a lecturer at a minor university and expressed his passion … Continue reading →

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My Wedding Day!

Posted on January 22, 2018 by Peter Wells aka Countingducks

The clock beside me said 6:23am: digital and with unmoving hands, time  seemed to be standing still it seemed to me. At 2pm today I would become a married man and what was rising through me was raw unprocessed panic: … Continue reading →

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Repeating Memories

Posted on January 15, 2018 by Peter Wells aka Countingducks

It must be thirty years and a marriage ago, when we were returning to my lodgings in a taxi following my birthday meal, when you folded yourself into my shoulder and looked up at me in a way which could … Continue reading →

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