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A story of a friendship that took off over (several) fantastic meals

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A story of a friendship that took off over (several) fantastic meals @ STORYWORTH “You'll never guess who took Jill to dinner.” The Storyworth Podcast, #30 All stories written on Storyworth are private. But over the years, some customers have volunteered to share their stories with the community. We're excited to share one of these stories with you today. We reconnect with Jill, who shares a story about an unlikely friend she made while enduring a lonely (and hungry) period of her life. But the real twist came about sixty years later, when Jill discovered the truth about her mystery friend. The first time I recall feeling really alone was in the early summer of 1965. I was acting as a governess, which is basically a nanny, to two young Swedish children. Their parents were an older couple and both had high-profile jobs, leaving the children somewhat bereft of emotional support. I was their third nanny that year. When it was family vacation time, the parents offered me a choice of accompanying them to Norway or staying in Stockholm for three weeks. I opted to stay. I was longing for a break from two unmanageable children. The first few days were peaceful. Having time to myself was a treat. But soon I came to realize my salary was my room and board. I had no money and the groceries were no longer replenished. I was getting hungry and eating less each day. One day while coming home from a walk in the nearby park, with an apple that I had filched from a tree in someone's garden, I saw an old Rolls Royce parked on the street. It had blue gingham curtains in the windows and reminded me of home, of England, friends, and wholesome meals. I felt more alone than ever and very homesick. I walked around slowly checking the car. A man with unruly bright red curls and a beard appeared beside me and asked if I spoke English. He looked to be in his late fifties, flamboyantly dressed in black pants with white silk monogrammed shirt and a beautiful cravat. He asked if I knew where a certain restaurant was located. We struck up a conversation... Hear more of the story Never want to miss an episode? Follow The Storyworth Podcast on Apple Podcasts or Spotify. Everyone has a story worth sharing STORYWORTH, INC. 2093 PHILADELPHIA PIKE #1080, CLAYMONT DE 19703 facebook instagram twitter pinterest You received this email because you signed up on our website or made purchase from us.
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