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London – April 10th, 1988
I did see Stewart again on Saturday, but it all seems to be going downhill now. Once again, all the good feelings I had over the last week have gone, and I feel in such a mess.
I think the situation was made worse when I brought Dean home last night and slept with him. Why I did that, I’ll never know. Maybe because deep down inside I felt lonely and so did he? Stephen also mentioned to me that Kev and himself were pleased that Dean and I have struck up a friendship because Dean doesn’t really have any friends. I know that what I’ve done is totally wrong, but if it’s helped Dean, then that’s good, isn’t it?
Back to Stewart, though. I met up with him this evening and it was like meeting a different person. I knew there was something wrong when I saw him. His body language was all wrong. Then the poo really did hit the fan when he told me to go away and think hard about what I was getting myself into. He also said that I had to realise that Barry and himself were committed to each other and that if we did enter a relationship, then it wouldn’t be a proper one!
It’s just not fair, is it? I really like Stewart, and tonight I think we had our last drink and talk together and that this is now all over. He must really care so much for Barry, but why wouldn’t he? Plus, after what I did last night, do I really care for Stewart, or is all this just a game I’m enjoying?
We’ve both agreed that we should not see each other for a while so that I can think about things. Whether we’ll see each other again, though, I just don’t know. Do I really want to be in a threeway relationship? It was love I was looking for, not a love game.
Welcome to this new feature for 2018 on Hugh’s Views and News. In this feature, I’ll be sharing snippets from my diary of 1988. We’ll also take a trip in Hugh’s Music Time machine to hear some songs from the 1980s which have been chosen by some specially invited guests.
This week, however, I’m on my own! (A little like I was feeling in the diary entry I’ve shared with you). That means not only do I get the chance to choose a song but also to share some news with you that, from June, I’ll be taking a bit of a break to get my second book of short stories ready for publication. During that time, this feature will continue to be published, but I’ll otherwise be away from the blogging world for about six weeks. I’ll give some more details in an upcoming post being published towards the end of May.
So, on to my song choice. This is a song which fits in very well with this week’s diary entry.
Released in 1988, ‘The Only Way Is Up‘ became a big hit for Yazz and the Plastic Population. The song was initially released as a single in 1980 by soul singer Otis Clay, but it failed to become a hit. The 1988 version, by Yazz, became an instant hit and charted at number one in five countries, including the UK, but only peaked at number 96 on the Billboard Hot 100 in the U.S.A.
Do you have a favourite song that never fails to lift you up? Share a link to it in the comments.
Next week, have we heard the last of Stewart? Is romance really dead?
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