In the previous post I implied that we weren't the happiest couple in the world and things weren't always rosy. That's incorrect we are generally a very happy couple, who get on each other nerves in the normal way, but are by and large very happy ... except where ironing of my shirts is concerned ... we need a new ironing man even if it's only for a few weeks. Who'd have thought ironing could be so contentious, I genuinely thought women loved all that White Goods tomfoolery, after all that's why Amanda got a new iron for Christmas ... who knew?
PS: if there are no more posts following this one ... it's because my dissembled body parts are being washed out to sea on the ebb tide. :-)
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