It's been an odd year so far, with the Missus having just me for company for most of the time. I have a lot of pity for her over this because I realise my constant optimism and kneejerk reaction to reach for the gag in any situation can at times be a bit wearing.
So we are in bed and I decide to be quite serious for a moment and I repeat an oft-used line. Nevertheless, the words contain a sentiment I genuinely mean:
'The best bits of my day are going to sleep wrapped around you and waking up curled up to you. As long as those things bookend my days, I can cope with anything. I love you.'
The Missus looks at me and ponders for a moment, before replying.
'I love crisps.'
Romance is alive and well at Brooks Towers.
