Misty Eyed Young Love

Yesterday I took my new 'Young Love' to the shores of Lake Annecy. It was nice for both of us to have a change of scenery, from a ski resort to this stunning lake surrounded by mountains. What is it that makes 'Young Love' so, well you know, so fantastic? We can't help but keep staring into each other's eyes, we giggle together at silly little things, and don't care about normal annoying stuff because 'Young Love' just glosses over them. But there's one problem though, guilt. Guilt about how my previous love is/was..... well, let's be blunt here, history.

I feel guilty because we had many many years of happiness. We had so much in common. We shared many holidays together. We shared many weekends away together with other friends. Don't you hate it when friends become involved in personal issues?


We have had countless happy times together on skis, especially powder days in the snow....


But maybe because I'm approaching middle age, I decided recently that it was time to move to a younger model. Someone who has more intelligence, more of a personality, better vital statistics and younger fresher looks. All those things that makes 'Young Love' so special........


Hang on a minute, I've just realised how this reads and looks, I hope you don't think that my marriage to Harriet has taken a turn for the worst? Not at all, I'm not talking about my lovely wife, I'm talking about Canon, silly. Without going into all of the personal details, Canon and I have decided, amicably, to go our separate ways. On Monday Canon was replaced by, well let's just call the new Young Love 'Canon' again shall we?


So going back to yesterday walking around Lake Annecy. We couldn't keep our hands off each other.

We absorbed the beauty around us, and also noted how the locals love to stay in shape in the great outdoors.


Granted it's going to take a while for us to get used to each other, but hey, that's 'Young Love' for you. I can't wait to introduce Canon to skiing in Méribel, and all of my friends and colleagues. Plus most importantly, I can't wait to introduce Canon to Harriet this weekend, she flies out here on Saturday for a week's holiday to keep an eye on me and also to make sure I'm not going around the bend here at altitude!?! So if you hear me whistling and see me skipping gaily down the street next week, you know why.


Martin

P.S. If you are new to this blog, or haven't got a clue what I'm talking about in this post, then I'm not surprised. Don't worry, I'll go back to my usual style soon.