Today I am a little startled to find that I have been married for twenty years- I am not quite sure how two decades have passed by quite that quickly. A quick look in the mirror at the natural grey highlights and the ridges and furrows on my forehead confirm that it must be true though.
As ever I bounded in enthusiastically from work demanding to know whether my long service medal had arrived- it appears that I have longer to wait before I am rewarded for my contribution to the institution of marriage. Naturally it has been a day of romantic celebrations.....not. I'm afraid that I was in the queue for an alcoholic tipple and a savoury snack when they were handing out romance. I suspect Mr GBT would have been a more romantic soul if he hadn't met me and had it knocked out of him! I did make him a card though and I have just gone wild and paid out for him to have a doughnut!
to a local Chinese restaurant. Something however, seems to have got lost in the translation of "hot date" as we're taking our son with us. Oh dear there's no hope for some and even less for others.......