I’m sitting here and he just got up from his chair to give me a hug. “All right?” he said. “Fine,” I replied, and turned, put my arms round him and kissed him.
Afterwards, he said “thank you.”
What’s that for? He’s not exactly starved of affection!
It’s been a busier day than I would have liked, but not as busy as I’d planned. So pretty well okay, really, except that I’ll have to catch up tomorrow. That’ll be okay.
We spent quite a long time sitting in Al and Dilly’s garden, first chatting with her mum and dad and later, after they’d left, drinking wine. Far better than working, although I got a lot done in an extremely warm greenhouse in the time in between.
Roast pork tonight. The Sage put it in the oven for me and sliced an onion for it to rest on. He also scrubbed some new potatoes. He will be quite sure that he has cooked dinner tonight all by himself.
Husbands. What’s not to love?