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For a year the Metsons lived in the limelight after being judged the happiest husband and wife.
The Perfect Marriage Still
WHAT
is it like to have your marriage acknowledged as perfect? Afterwards,
dare you get cross or irritable with your husband or wife? Do the
neighbours watch and listen for the first quarrel?
Peggy Metson and her husband, Met, know the answers.
Just
over a year ago in the famous Flitch Trials at Dunmow, Essex, vowing
that they'd "never regretted their marriage for a year and a day," they
were judged the happiest married couple and presented with the
traditional flitch of bacon.
Remember top picture in Woman's MIRROR last year?The Dunmow Flitch was being presented to Peggy and Met. Other picture shows them at home with their children
What has the past year been like for the Metsons?
"For
a" few weeks after we'd won the Fitch we felt on our best behaviour,"
said Peggy, laughing. "But it never really altered our lives at all. You
see, Met and I are happily married, and nothing could make any
difference to that.
"We
did have to stop and think a bit about having arguments, but we hardly
ever have those anyhow. Still, we had a reputation to live up to and the
baker told me that he used to creep up to the back door listening for
the sound of raised,voices!"
The
Trial brought fame to Peggy and Met. They were interviewed by newspaper
reporters. Woman's MIRROR published their love story. Met appeared on
What's My Line? on television and beat the panel. Peggy appeared on Find
The Link.
Old friends wrote
They
had letters from all over the country and from abroad; from relatives
they hadn't seen for years, and from Met's old army comrades.
They went along to the cinema only to see themselves in the newsreel.
“The
climax came when we went on holiday last summer," said Peggy “The
landlady took one look at us and said: 'Aren't you the Mr. and Mrs.
Metson who won the Dunmow Flitch? I. read all about you in 'WOMAN.' And
she cut out the article and stuck it on the dining room wall. We. were
so embarrassed we felt like creeping in and out."
Sharing the Flitch
And the Flitch itself, the half-pig of cured bacon, what did they do with it?
"Well,"
said Peggy. "We gave the biggest portion to my mother, because she'd
done so much for us, looking after our children Richard, Patricia and
Christopher while we were busy with the Trial. Then there were all our
relations, and our friends and neighbours. They all had to have a few
slices. In the end, we only had a taste. .
The
well known Dunmow Flitch Trials, always held annually before have not
yet taken place this year so no new winners have stepped into the
limelight.
To
celebrate the anniversary of their Trial, Peggy and Met set off on a
second honeymoon. It was a journey back in memory because they went to
Torquay, to the same hotel where they spent their honeymoon nine years
ago.
Now
they are back home, home to their delightful children, to a house
bright with laughter, happiness and understanding, and a marriage of
which: Peggy and Met can truthfully say: "We've never regretted it, not
for a year and a day or for nine years either." --- JILL WILKINSON
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Consultant’s Casebook
PELVIC TUBERCULOSIS
THE
first thing I noticed about her was her unusually fine skin. She was
pale and had the dark good looks that so often go with dark brown eyes
and a very slim, almost too slim, figure.
She
was twenty-two, she told me, and she was a shop assistant in a big
store. She was recently engaged and hoping to be married in the late
summer.
"I
get a pain here," and she pressed deeply with long fingers low down on
the right side of her tummy. "I've had it off and on for about a year,
but I think it's getting worse. Meals don't affect the pain at all.
Nothing seems to relieve it except bed and a hot water-bottle."
The
pain was a dull ache, never very bad, and always in much the same
place. She smiled ruefully. "The family call it my appendicitis. I
suppose that's where the appendix is?"
"It is," I said, "but your pain doesn't sound anything like appendicitis. What about your periods?" . . ."
I think it's worse then. In fact, I'm sure it is, and I do get a bit of backache with it then-but nothing serious."
Her
periods were irregular, often with an interval of five. or six weeks,
whereas up to. a year ago she had a fairly regular thirty-one day cycle.
That
was all she had to tell me. I examined her carefully. Deep down in the
right side of her pelvis I could feel a thickened mass, involving the
Fallopian tube and the ovary on that side, and it hurt her when I
pressed on it.
Examination of her chest gave me the additional clue that I wanted. "Were you ever in a sanatorium?" I asked.
She
looked a bit startled. "Yes, when I was about fifteen. But I did very
well and I've had no ·trouble since then. Surely that hasn't anything to
do with this? "
"It has, you know. I shall want some investigations· made, but I think that's the answer."
Her face fell. “Does it mean an operation? "
“No. But 1 think we will have to get you back into the sanatorium for a while."
An X-ray of her chest confirmed what I already suspected.· There was an old,completely healed tuberculosis
Laboratory studies showed that she had a pelvic tuberculosis, responsible for her pain and the change in her periods.
She
was a very good patient indeed and fortunately she responded well to
the new drugs, streptomycin and P.A.S. Sanatorium life suited her, too.
When
next I saw her four months later, there was more natural colour in her
cheeks and her lips. She had put on nearly a stone and looked and felt
the better for it.
All the pain had gone and her periods were back to normal. She was only worried about one point.
"I do want a family after I get married. Will it be all right?"
I
refused to prophesy but I did assure her that I knew of no reason why
she should not have the babies she wanted. "It may take you a little
longer than some girls of your age to establish a pregnancy. "
But
that's about the only difference and even that is not certain. It is
equally on the cards that you will become pregnant just as soon as yon
want to after your marriage."
"And will the baby be all right?"
There
I was prepared to prophesy, and I was right. The baby was a fine girl,
and she already has the promise of her mother’s beautiful skin and
lovely eyes.
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