It is Sunday morning. I say morning. It's actually mid-day. Me and the Missus are curled up in bed and watch Gok Wan on telly. She turns to me and starts to speak.'You know... you're my favourite husband...'
She rarely says anything slightly sentimental so I enjoy the moment.
But then she adds the following:
'...so far...'
I continue to watch Gok. Sometimes saying nothing is better. And Gok will make the bad thoughts go away...
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