I got marriage SO wrong.

Marriage is a tricky business.

Not that I’d know, necessarily, only having been married once and then for only a year, but still…

It’s easy to wonder as a divorced person – where did I get it so wrong?

Was it a fundamental clash of personalities? Different expectations of what married life meant? Was it because someone (not me – obviously) was in the wrong?

It’s a tough question to answer.

But at the age of seven, it seems Flea has got this marriage thing sussed.

This week, she’s been playing an imaginary game involving two soft toys – Polly (a gingerbread man) and Oscar (a dalmation). Polly and Oscar have fallen in love and they got married. The playroom became the church and Flea made streamers for the happy occasion.

There was even a honeymoon – although I can’t write about what happened in the sock drawer because, honestly, that’s between Oscar and Polly.

Of course, Flea wrote the vows. There were beautiful and showed a maturity and sensitivity well beyond her tender years. *cough*

For example:

I think that’s fair enough, you really ought to be sure before you marry someone. Personally, I was with Flea’s Dad for a good seven years before we got hitched, so I think I have that one covered.

But did I ever think to answer THIS question?

I confess, friends, I did not consider this issue before getting married.

Maybe that’s where I went wrong?

But – for the record-  I STILL don’t kiss children in public toilets.



Sally is a full-time blogger and founder of the Tots100, Trips100, Foodies100 and HIBS100 communities, along with the MAD Blog Awards. She spends a bit too much time on the Internet. She’s also a very happy Mum to Flea, the world’s coolest ten year old.

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  1. Joanne Mallon
    29th November 2012 / 7:05 pm

    This is why I have never married. It’s far too complicated.

  2. 29th November 2012 / 8:05 pm

    My Sindy married Ken when I was little, but she divorced him immediately because they wouldn’t both fit in the bed. So it’s just as well the Vicar owned a kinsize when I married him!
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  3. 29th November 2012 / 10:13 pm

    Oh no, I am clearly heading for the divorce courts, I didn’t think this through properly.
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  4. Suzanne
    29th November 2012 / 10:53 pm

    Kissing anyone in public toilets is a definite no, no by all accounts! She is one mature young lady, obviously got all the right questions prepared!

  5. 30th November 2012 / 5:44 pm

    Either you kiss children in public toilets or you don’t. It’s too late to start now. I’m not a kisser of children in public toilets myself and I’ve learned to value my independence, especially when caught short at the shopping centre.
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  6. purplemum
    30th November 2012 / 8:19 pm

    That is too funny! If only marriage therapists knew this then the world could be a more loved up place, ahem.

  7. 4th December 2012 / 11:38 am

    Has Flea thought about going into marriage counselling as a career? It might be that she’s on to something there!