I have often heard this expression used over the years, and from the number of times I’d overheard it being used, and the fact it was referring to someone my parents had known, I’d always believed it had something to do with one of the other leaving a marriage for something better.
I hadn’t realized that somewhere far deeper in that conversation was a more sinister underlying reason for the departure, later discovered to be the wife.
Back then, in the 1960s and 1970s, women were not so ready to leave a relationship that had domestic violence at its heart. Where would they go, what would they do? Going home, if they had parents, would be an admission of failure. And, back then, there was something about an older woman who didn’t talk about her husband.
Very definitely, in those older days, it was a man’s world.
Thankfully we have managed to bring that dark ogre into the light and there’s no stigma attached to a woman who wants to seek freedom from an abusive marriage, and both accommodation and services to help in the transition.
Just out of curiosity, in a different context, and in these modern times, what’s your interpretation of.
Is the grass greener on the other side….
As to what side I’m referring to, I’ll let you make up your own mind …