The Daily Post : The patience of Della

 

Della had always been patient.

As a child she would sit at the scrubbed kitchen table, feet swinging from the too-high chair as she fumbled at chunky wooden jigsaw pieces, turning each in stubby fingers. It might take her all day to finish the puzzle, but she would. Every time.

‘She’s no Brain of Britain,’ her Mum was often heard to say. ‘But that girl has the patience of Job.’

And so it was with Dougie.

She first saw him in 1982 as he bent over the water fountain in the playground. Perhaps it was his cold blue eyes that attracted her, or the mole shaped like Africa on the back of his wrist. Whatever it was, Della knew one day they would be together.

Dougie didn’t notice her through school. Never saw her in the shivering crowd each Saturday at the village football matches where he played centre forward. Didn’t acknowledge her when she worked behind the bar at the White Hart, even though she always had a pint of mild waiting for him.

Through his two marriages, three children, two messy divorces, Dougie never noticed Della. Not until the day she wrote off his Ford Cortina with her Electric Orange Datsun Cherry.

Wedding number three – number one for Della – was planned to perfection. Unsurprising as she had been thinking of little else for twenty-four years. But as the first day of their honeymoon dawned, Della had to use more concealer than was usual and despite the July heat, she picked a long sleeved polo neck for their stroll along Blackpool front.

Five weeks later Della filed for divorce. She was patient but – despite what her mother thought – she was not stupid.

 


Written for the Daily Post’s prompt – Patience. See here to join in.

 

 

 

 

19 thoughts on “The Daily Post : The patience of Della

    1. Ah, thank you Penny. Missing What Pegman Saw, so turned in desperation to the Daily Prompt. Not sure where Della came from, but I liked her determination – and her quick acceptance she had done the wrong thing. No fool, our Della. Thank you for reading dear Penny

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  1. I did not find it humourous at all. But definitely wonderful writing!
    Poor Della… to have wasted 24 years waiting for this cad…Thankfully she was not too long to write this wrong!

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  2. Great character sketch, but so tragically sad, too. There’s such a thing as waiting too long for the wrong thing, my goodness. And I might question whether she’s stupid, at least when it comes to this bloke: she watched him all that time and yet never figured out what he was like? I guess love can be blind.

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    1. Yes, I did wonder that myself, whether there was a little something missing from Della herself to be so smitten with a man who’s clearly an arse. Still, you see it in couples every day – one nice one, one who seems … not so nice and I suppose you don’t really know what a person is like until you live with them. Thank you for reading Joy

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      1. Or… they’re still an arse at home, but the person either thinks the arse is better enough in other ways to make up for it, or they devalue themselves enough to think they don’t deserve better. Sadly, I think the latter is more common.

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      2. Very true. I know some women who clearly are used to being treated like dirt and have come to expect it. Perhaps if that’s all you know, you believe it’s normal for a relationship to be like that

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      3. I think that’s it, yes. That’s one of the reasons I hate it when I see women dismiss their husband’s bad or boorish behavior as “boys will be boys,” because of the example they’re giving to their children of what’s acceptable. (Of course, I hate the husband’s behavior even more.)

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      4. I know a woman who’s obviously developed her ideas of what a man should be from her father’s behaviour. He was domineering and violent and she accepts that now as the way men are. As you say, children learn from their parents – boys learn how to be men from their dads and girls learn what to expect from a future partner

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