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A rose with a thorn

March 30, 2010

It was the school’s Easter concert tonight, my favourite of the year.  Bittersweet, as ever, though, as I watched the other parents wander in two by two and sit and wave at their children. There’s no place where I feel more like a single parent than on a shiny wooden pew at a school do. I know this is illusory – there were plenty of daddies, and mummies, who sidled in late, and plenty of partners outside in the graveyard having tense conversations on their mobiles, and I even went with my own mother. But there we are – I felt what I felt.

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Even when I was married, we rarely made it to concerts together, as Mr X travelled so much for his work. But somehow, knowing that I am nostalgic for something that never existed doesn’t make the longing any less keen. I still like Norman Rockwell’s pictures even though I’ve never sat down to one of those huge family dinners.

The concert, though, was transcendent. The church itself is beautiful – there was some debate over whether the interior is Pugin, or Pugin revival, or just Pugin inspired, but it is gorgeous. The accoustics, too, are amazing, and the girls’ sweet voices soared to fill every corner. The bill of fare was a little mixed – Chatanooga Choo Choo was in there, along with a fantastic Gloria and a melancholy Scottish air. This was, of course, my favourite – though I did keep hearing the line, ‘he stole my rose and left me only with a thorn,’ and wonder if it was entirely suitable for our precious daughters to be singing.

A lovely, if poignant, evening –  a rose with a thorn, I suppose.

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  • MrsW March 30, 2010 at 2:29 pm

    I think you’ve nailed the correct interpretation of Burns’ words there – ahem 🙂 It is a stunningly beautiful song though.

    • Dulwich Divorcee March 31, 2010 at 10:14 am

      Gosh, I didn’t even know it was Burns! It is a gorgeous song, really haunting. Poor girl and naughty old faithless lover. Grrr

  • carolinesweetie March 30, 2010 at 2:29 pm

    Lovely post.I have gone to school concerts on my own cos OH is in work and can feel people looking at me like I have two heads.

    • Dulwich Divorcee March 31, 2010 at 10:15 am

      Glad it’s not just me! I know there are other people going on their own but somehow they don’t seem quite as ‘on their own’ if you know what I mean…

  • Chic Mama March 30, 2010 at 3:43 pm

    We had an Easter service today too…I know exactly how you feel. I hate it. x

    • Dulwich Divorcee March 31, 2010 at 10:16 am

      Horrid, isn’t it? shame they’re not all at the same school, we could sit together 🙂

  • Metropolitan Mum March 31, 2010 at 5:39 am

    I never really picked up that line. Now I don’t think I will ever be able to listen to the song with the same innocence.

    • Dulwich Divorcee March 31, 2010 at 10:16 am

      Oh, sorry, MM, didn’t mean to destroy your pastoral dreams! Mind you, what did you think he was up to with the rose? 🙂

  • Elisa @ Globetrotting in Heels April 1, 2010 at 1:12 am

    It sounds lovely! And it does look beautiful from the photo.

    Isn’t it funny how some places are linked to memories of a specific person or event? Even if that wasn’t the only thing that ever happened there? It’s why I often don’t feel like going home to Sardinia, too many memories in the streets of the town.

  • Dulwichdivorcee April 2, 2010 at 12:53 pm

    What a shame, Sardinia is supposed to be so beautiful! But I know exactly what you mean of course 🙂