A series of anecdotes with or without any connection to the running of a restaurant.

Saturday, November 12, 2005

A genuine fairy story...

My brother arrived tonight from Paris with his partner.

Over dinner they told us how they met two and a half years ago.

Pipo, my brother explains that he had gone shopping at Carrefour. When he got to the checkout, he realised that he'd forgotten his wallet.
Embarassed, he confessed to the young woman behind him in the queue and moved away from the checkout,

He left his trolley in one of the aisles and headed for the doors.

Yvonne, the young woman was startled by an inner voice telling her to help him. She confided in her teenage daughter who had come out shopping with her.
"You and your strange voices, Mum!"
"I really mean it. It told me to help him."
"What are you waiting for, then?" her daughter urged her, "Go after him before he vanishes!"

Yvonne caught up with Pipo just as he was stepping into the car park.

"Excuse me, Monsieur, if you want, I don't mind paying for your shopping. Just send me a cheque in the post!"
Pipo was truly astounded by the stranger's show of trust. He mumbled some kind of thanks and followed Yvonne back into the supermarket. He collected his trolley.
She paid for his shopping and commented that, by a strange coincidence, it only cost one cent more than hers.

As she wrote her address, Pipo asked for her phone number. "I owe you dinner for your trouble!"
Yvonne was so taken aback that she made a mistake writing the last two digits of her telephone number.

Pipo explained that he was about to go and visit his daughter in Haute-Savoie for three weeks but that he would send her the check before he left. He thanked her once again and headed right for his car as she went left for hers.

As promised he wrote the cheque and sent it the following day with a note thanking her for her generosity and trust.

Once at his daughter's in Haute-Savoie, Pipo could not stop thinking about Yvonne. He dialled the number she had given him but a stranger's voice answered that he had the wrong number. He tried a few more times without success.

Pipo decided to send her a postcard in which he explained that he had tried in vain to ring her.

The day he got back from his holiday, Pipo found Yvonne's reply on the doormat with the correct telephone number. He rang and invited her out for a meal two days later. She accepted.

The meal was not great but neither of them took much notice of the food. They talked throughout the meal discovering so much about each other.
Pipo invited Yvonne back to his place for a coffee.

As they sat next to each other on the couch, he thought about kissing her but feared rejection.

Yvonne's feelings were quite mixed by that time. She kept saying to herself that he was not really her type but the same inner voice she had heard in the supermarket insisted that she should look for his inner beauty.

Finally, she decided to lean across and kiss him.

They are still in love two and half years later as they go on telling everyone the fairy story of their magical encounter.

21 Comments:

Blogger ValGalArt said...

oooooh that is a a very sweet love story! It's funny when we think "someone is not really my type", isn't it? Because we never really know until we know. I love the kindness of strangers. I met my husband in a restaurant and he went back to the restaurant for weeks in the hopes of meeting me again! He asked the owner"who is that woman?" Frank said "That's val, she did all the paintings on the wall" He said "I"m gonna marry her" Frank laughed. We have been together 12 years.

12/11/05 2:02 AM  
Blogger cream said...

Val, that's a lovely story! Your husband is worth his worth in gold for perseverance!

12/11/05 9:34 AM  
Blogger hobbes said...

That's so romantic. I love 'how we met stories'

12/11/05 10:56 AM  
Blogger juliana said...

That really is a nice story. I wish I could meet someone like that or at least have an interetsing story to tell.

12/11/05 2:11 PM  
Blogger miladydewinter said...

And who said romance was dead?

There's hope for me yet. Mind you, as I gaze around the queue in Tescos there's not many who take my fancy. Maybe I should start shopping at Waitrose?

~Milady
xxx

12/11/05 2:35 PM  
Blogger Shyha said...

Great story!

12/11/05 3:18 PM  
Blogger Guyana-Gyal said...

Me too, me too, like Hobbes, I love 'how we met' stories! Always asking folks to share theirs.

12/11/05 3:46 PM  
Blogger Guyana-Gyal said...

And this is one of the best I've heard in a long while, Cream. A movie can be made from this.

12/11/05 3:47 PM  
Blogger isis said...

Awwwww! That is so sweet! Cheers to both of them.

Next post, show photos (if you can).

12/11/05 5:26 PM  
Blogger Ale said...

sorry i dont buy it :)

i think she saw him and the voice said- Wow- he's SEXY- go getthim!

and he- probably had his credit card on him... just wanted to take a chance ans see if the girl bites

12/11/05 7:21 PM  
Blogger Caroline said...

Anything is possible.

12/11/05 8:23 PM  
Blogger cream said...

It is a true story! Tonight we ate at our other restaurant with the rest of the family and I translated the whole thing. Everyone was totally captivated, even our young Evie!

Ale, you really must believe in fairy tales! They do exist!
GG, a film? My brother asked for 50% of the royalties when I told him.
Milady, remember that beauty is only skin deep! Try the corner shop!
Isis, photos I am not sure that they would want that. Maybe a drawing, one day!
Juliana, anything is possible. Love and romance are only round the corner.
Hobbes, "how we met" stories are very romantic!

12/11/05 11:35 PM  
Blogger Christine said...

Awwww very sweet story, Cream. Lucky in love. Not everyone get's a chance to have this kind of fairytale romance. I hope they cherish it forever.

13/11/05 3:34 PM  
Blogger wandering-woman said...

Oh, that´s a fabulous story.

Cool how they owe that fairy story to Yvonne´s paying attention to that little voice that made no sense...well, and to her daughter for egging her on.

I find myself trapped on you site, today, by the way. This is the first time I've arrived with time to read and savor...and I seem to be working my way through all of it.

13/11/05 3:50 PM  
Blogger cream said...

Penny, I think they will cherish it forever. It is a truly amazing story! If it hadn't been my brother, I would've said it had been made up! We took them back to the airport and went for a long ride. Every now and then we smiled and reminisced on how great a couple they make.

WW, yes you are right we really should all listen to the little inner voices every now and then!
I am glad you like my site. I love yours too!

13/11/05 3:59 PM  
Blogger Hayden said...

its a wonderful story and a great reminder of 'how to live.' small kindnesses honorably offered can yield outsized rewards....

14/11/05 12:40 AM  
Blogger cream said...

Hayden, definitely! What goes around comes around!

14/11/05 12:58 PM  
Blogger LDahl said...

Beautiful story, it makes you fall in love with the idea of love. Because this happened, we all find love in the story, and if they break up(God forbid)we all will be shattered by tragedy... the stuff of the best tales.

Your blog is a surprising delight every time I visit! Thank you!

14/11/05 9:45 PM  
Blogger cream said...

Idahl, thank you!
The one thing about their love is that it was so apparent. They didn't seem to tire of holding hands, giving each other pecks, etc...
They really left a lot of their love around the house!

14/11/05 10:21 PM  
Blogger iluvnyc said...

should i send someone from hollywood to make a movie of this fairy tale??? :D

15/11/05 4:00 AM  
Blogger cream said...

Yes, please! We need a good cast especially for the check out girl who must have been a little puzzled!

15/11/05 9:02 AM  

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