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Rick 28 years single There are many women in Rick’s life. They are all fond of Rick. Rick, in turn, is fond of them. He sees them regularly, goes on holiday with them. There are some really nice ones, I can see that. They put an arm round him, gaze at him fondly. However, Rick is single. If anyone can understand that, it is definitely me. I am fond of cars. I can’t say cars are fond of me, but if they could be, they certainly would be. When I sit in a car, I keep my ears pricked up. If I hear an unusual sound, I tell the driver. “Back left you’ll have to replace the wheel-bearing. Are you sure the air filter’s not loose? I can hear a grumble in the motor when you slow down.” Cars are in good hands with me. But I am not a car-owner myself. It is not that I can’t choose, nor that I can’t afford one. It is the responsibility, the worry. I would be listening out for odd sounds the whole time. I don’t feel like that on a bike or in a train. Is that what Rick feels like with his girl-friends? He asked a couple of his girl-friends to write something about him. Read these notes and you will get an inkling. Do women want caring men? They say they do. There certainly are some women who want a caring husband, quite a number actually, but the chances are, they aren’t the sort that Rick fancies. There is a yawning gap between ‘fancying’ and ‘being fond of’. That’s the sort of thought you get as you turn the pages of ‘Rick 28 years single’. If you ask Rick whether he can explain it himself he says “To be honest, I’ve no idea.” It is not that his state bothers him, he takes a step back and looks at himself with humour. Nevertheless, it took a while before he could step back in the series of photos of singles that he had begun a few years ago. At first, Rick knocked on doors and took photos of singles in their own homes. That is how every photographer would do it, according to the rules of the reporter-game. So what? Ten individuals in their living-rooms or, if they are not so shy, in their bedrooms. What do you have at the end of the day? Ten examples of people who are single and who have given a photographer permission to take their picture. There they are, you think, as their portraits pass before your eyes. But what about the girls who went on holiday with Rick himself? The snapshots in which he features? If you look at those, you think: that could be me. Because you could have those very photos in your own album. In the first half of the book you are steeped in the holiday mood: sun, water, fun. Then it gets chilly; sun, water and fun disappear. The cold reality of being single. But things still look cheerful. And that’s clever. Hans Aarsman

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Rick 28 years single

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Rick 28 years single

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