Tuesday, 25 November 2014

With This Ring.

You have to have a love a headline like:

Of course there is a picture of him kissing the tree. 
Or 'a' tree.
We assume it's the same tree, although she does look remarkably young, with green shoots, almost as though she'd never been kissed!

If he is genuine about the relationship, then I imagine he is just renewing his boughs. 
But I smell a rat. 
This second tree is in Bogota. The first tree was in Buenos Aires.

I am no private detective but I am guessing these could be different trees.
Unless he travels around with a dead tree...perhaps preserved as the day they met and married.
You can work wonders with linseed oil. Ask Esther Rantzen or any cricket bat.

And of course, he may not have consummated the first marriage. I am not casting nasturtiums but it is possible.
I can't help wondering what went wrong with the first tree-lationship. Couldn't they settle together and lay down roots? Did she have too much bark? Did they just grow apart?
Or maybe tragedy struck and she fell off the twig, and now he just carries her around for her knot-hole.

Either way, this is an organic celebration surrounded by family and friends. Mainly, admittedly, from his side of the family. Although the ceremony does take place outdoors so, well... who can tell?

I'd lichen the sentiment to an old song because it reminds us that Love Can Be A Many Splintered Thing.
Especially in his case.
Poor sap.

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