The Cardiff trip that I mentioned in my "Bad form" thread has gone belly up! Recently re-connected with a good friend who moved to Cardiff a few years ago. We talked about possibly meeting in London but as she said she's on the waiting list for a hip replacement that she wasn't up to it but that I would be welcome to stay at hers any time. We pencilled in a date, then eventually settled upon the weekend of 18th June and that I'd stay a couple of nights. I had been texting her but finding that her replies were very slow to arrive and when they did they were very short and succinct, even though the messages were positive if that makes sense. I began to worry that perhaps she wasn't bothered/keen on the idea, so I started to think maybe I'll just tell her that I can't do that weekend and leave it that we'd arrange a meet up some other time, literally just as I had that thought I got another positive but short message which filled me with hope. I called her, and but she never answers her phone. So again I thought no, she's clearly not up for this. Again within moments I got a call back from her, and we chatted for quite a while and made the plans. One little alarm bell that did sound was when she said I'm afraid I don't do much these days, I'm not sure how I'm going to entertain you. I assured her that her company would be enough and that I'm visiting to see her and don't expect to be "entertained". She told me her woes about her wayward son, troubles with her teeth and other ailments. We rounded off the conversation with me saying I'll book the tickets tomorrow and will let you know what time I'll be arriving and she said great hear from you then. Next day I duly booked the tickets and texted her with the details but didn't get any kind of acknowledgement, until the next morning I awoke to find a text message on my phone with the time 6.37am saying "I think my pelvis is broken". I texted back in a caring manner and I felt it would be churlish at this point in time to mention the visit. The next response I got was nearly 4 hours later simply saying "waiting for ambulance" . I replied I hope everything goes well, let me know if you can, I'll try and call you later. I didn't bother phoning as I realised that would be pointless, but I texted how is everything going? Of course nothing.
I do have a tendency to overthink things, but I have a gut feeling that the pelvis thing is a fabrication and is a way to stop the visit. Even if I am wrong, the visit wouldn't be viable either way, as in she can't/doesn't want to. I have cancelled my ticket and have applied for a refund. She does get into scrapes as she's a bit of a boozer, she did actually break her pelvis about 7 years ago when she still lived here. I do feel a little guilty for thinking the worst - but the way she's been drip feeding me replies since we first reconnected and the strange timings of the texts, something doesn't quite add up. Me and OH are gonna try and get away somewhere that weekend.
I do have a tendency to overthink things, but I have a gut feeling that the pelvis thing is a fabrication and is a way to stop the visit. Even if I am wrong, the visit wouldn't be viable either way, as in she can't/doesn't want to. I have cancelled my ticket and have applied for a refund. She does get into scrapes as she's a bit of a boozer, she did actually break her pelvis about 7 years ago when she still lived here. I do feel a little guilty for thinking the worst - but the way she's been drip feeding me replies since we first reconnected and the strange timings of the texts, something doesn't quite add up. Me and OH are gonna try and get away somewhere that weekend.
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