|No my mother wasn't Talulah Bankhead..she just thought she was|
It was one of many
And it went a bit like this
" you will never know a person unless you follow them home"
It is, of course another slant of the " behind Closed doors" saying and it perhaps eludes to the darker , sadder and private parts of all of our psychi.
What we present to the world is often very different from the lives we are in fact living.
I have been thinking about this today when I went past the burnt out cannabis den house on London Road. Outwardly the house was being renovated in order for a new family to enter a village community . In reality, two enterprising drug dealers were bypassing the electric supply in order to sell on " happy resin" to the no- copers of North Wales.
Outwardly a new purchased,hopefully happy, family home
Inside, the reality was just a hopeful " get rich quick " scheme .
The darker, hidden parts of ourselves , the problems, the worries, the hopes and the flaws are the parts that ultimately makes us more interesting, after all wouldn't it be just awful to live a life of three score years and ten and have someone quote that immortal Tallulah Bankhead quote at your departing coffin
" There was less to him that met the eye"