Broken hearted

I was a very unthinking self obsessed person in my Grove days

and now regret how I treated one of my girlfriends back in the

Mountprospect days.The reason I started posting on this site was

to apologise as you really don't know what hurt is until it happens

to you.

I remember dancing with a girl for a whole slow set one night and even walking out to the corridor to buy her a coke afterwards.  When we were in the corridor, I told her I was heading (briefly) to meet my mates down in the alcove but I didnt return and I felt awful.  Later on, I headed up to the stage at around 5 minutes to 1 and I saw her (upset) on the stage.  I didnt know where to look, and just felt like crawling into a hole but I just scarpered.  Terrible experience. Apologies to the person in question if they post on here.  I know we were kids back then but I'm ashamed that I behaved that way.  Karma bit me in the ass later though when a girl I was with "went to the toilet" and I waited until 1am for her to return, only to see her leaving, arm in arm, with some other chap.  Cest la vie.

Oh I had my 1st heart break at the grove.  I was mad about this guy and he was drunk one night and broke it off.  He still wanted me to go to his debs so I went and we had a fantastic night and he asked me back out.  I was to meet him the next night in the grove but he never showed up and when I was leaving he was waiting for me outside.  He called me over to say sorry for not going but I was so pissed off i just said "no worries" and walked off..... I blew I it as he started going out with someone else for a long time after that.  However we did meet years later and I ended up with him, again as he was walking away he said "do you want to go out again" and I said  "No".............. don't ask why as I really liked him.  I again met him years later and he told me I broke his heart.........................

Something you said Martin struck a chord with me.  I was obsessed with a girl at the Grove (let's call her Mary) when I first went down and I used to ask her up and just say thanks after 1 song.  I reckon I asked her up about 5 or 6 times over the course of a few months.  I was pretty quiet (still am) when I went to the Grove initially and I just presumed that she was being nice and didnt refuse when asked to dance.  I sometimes wonder what would have happened if I had been a bit braver in those days but life moves on.  I dont think I ever actually saw "Mary" with any other chap in the Grove - she must have known that I was pretty mad about her and probably wondered why I didnt make any "moves" at all.  Maybe we were just too innocent!?  Bittersweet memories.

I'm broken hearted just reading these!....

I'd swop my Grove broken heart,for the broken heart I've had since the Grove days...

I met a lovely Girl at the Pauls Grove and I fell in love with her after a few dates.
She was younger than me but I loved beingn with her, especially the walks in St Anne’s Park.
On one particular walk I found the neck of a broken bottle of Cidona just beside the Red Stables.
I slipped in on a small twig and as a sort of love symbol for us
...
I said “It will take years and years for that twig to grow and eventually the bottle neck will break or the twig will grow around it,   
But we parted (long story and very teary) and it broke me up for a while..
Years later I happened to be in Clontarf Castle and I was standing at the Bar when a Woman approached me and asked me straight out” Did you ever go out with (C.D).I was startled and thought for a moment and then said Yes I did.. “Why do you ask...She told me that C was sitting behind me at the window and she recognised me when I came in and said see that guy I went out him years ago. I just though I asked you because I’m curious.......
She paid for her drink left and went back to the group of friends.
I’ll have to say I was afraid to turn around but felt that her friends were staring.at me......My mind was racing and I didn’t know what to do.

I then thought about finishing my pint and high tailing it, but decided I needed the gent’s first.When I came out of the gent’s..there she was,(C )just standing in the hallway and her gorgeous eyes still sparkling as they use to.
Talk about being shy and nervous and not knowing what to do or say............................................
Part of me wanted to hold her and hug her...But I was going out with someone at the time and it would have being wrong ( well I thought so at the time)...............
I was lost for words and we exchanged greetings,and then just stared at one another for a brief moment and then parted...............

Occasionly when I was down the park I would pay a visit to the tree where I had put the neck of the bottle on.The twig had grown considerably around the bottle neck,and you could just about make it out and eventually,I guess it’s part of the tree at this stage.


Edited by DONDON - 05-March-2012 at 13:01

Lovely story Gerry!

You're just weird Pogue, in a nice way of course! Jeez, when are you gonna get back to Dublin for a pint!  You should be on stage*! 

And................and.............that Vet truck is still there every week.