The Long and the Short of it.

I have always been conscious of my height, being one of the tallest in my school class as far back as I can remember.
When it came to boyfriends, most were shorter than me, and in one instance I had to stand in the gutter for my kiss goodnight whilst he stood on tiptoe. Thus my romances were usually short-lived.

Hubby is a whisker under six feet, and when we first got together my five feet seven frame was a ‘nice fit’ for slow dances. He calls me Dinky now as I appear to have shrunk, but it’s still nice to snuggle in for a cuddle……………. but I digress…………

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In the celebrity world, it’s not unusual to see tall women with not-so-tall guys rather than the other way round.
couples 2Tall, short, short, tall, what does it matter so long as they’re happy? It’s not as if it’s an unwritten rule that the Man must be taller than the Woman. There would be an awful lot of single people around if we all followed that philosophy.

My paternal great-grandfather was a tall man, around 6′ 7″ I believe, and his four sons were all well over six feet. Great Gran however was tiny, and it was said that she could walk under Granddad’s outstretched arms without touching him. A mother of six, she ruled the roost though, and you didn’t want to be on the receiving end of her flicked tea towel if you crossed her in the kitchen!

I had a married friend who was six feet six tall, and his wife a mere five feet two. Seeing the two of them together raised a few smiles and the usual jokes, but they took it all in good spirits. I lost contact with them many years ago shortly after the birth of their daughter, who weighed in at a dainty six pounds but was rather long!
On the other hand, a friend from the bank who got married the same year as us stood six feet two in her stockinged feet, and her husband was only five feet eleven. She always wore flat shoes, and his had a small heel, so they looked equal in height in their wedding photos.

Years previously, a lady I worked with when I was helping out in the school holidays with my Mum, stood around four feet eight inches tall but her son was a strapping six foot five giant weighing over 280 pounds.
He was a real sweetheart and her entire world, being her only child. She called him Tiny, but his name was actually Ralph, though he never went by it.

people watching statueAs Hubby and I people watch, we often see couples that are equally matched in size, and some that are extreme opposites.
These days though, women do seem taller than they were forty odd years ago, or maybe that’s because I’m just looking up at them from a different angle.


About pensitivity101

I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! In November 2020, we lost our beloved Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney. We now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of Kizzy, my GSD when Hubby and I first met so had hers done too. On February 24th 2022 we were blessed to find Maya, a 13 week old GSD pup who has made her own place in our hearts. You can follow our training methods, photos and her growth in my blog posts. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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4 Responses to The Long and the Short of it.

  1. colinandray says:

    I believe it is called “natural shrinkage” ……. or something like that! 🙂

  2. I always wanted to be taller. I was 5’4″ in my youth but have too shrunken down. Compression in the spine and whatnot that befalls older folks. Not happy about it. When I was younger I had trouble in theaters where tall people always sat in the row in front. Now that I watch programs on my TV I don’t have to worry about that although theater seating is much better these days.

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