Three years ago I married a rather wonderful fella. I probably thought this at the time, but certainly with retrospect, it really was the very best decision I’ve ever made. I’ve been married before and I suppose the fact that I’m talking about my second wedding probably tells you everything you need to know about the success of that first union. A lot of water and bridges and all that but suffice to say, the first husband turned out to be a bit of a git. That’s the most polite I can manage.
The current husband is absolutely the opposite of the starter husband. And at times like this, when frankly there’s a temptation to get a little bit gloomy about everything, I feel incredibly grateful to have him on my side. I’m not one to gush. I don’t do big public displays of affectionate across social media. But this year, I feel like I should make a point of documenting the fact that I think he’s really quite lovely.
So there you go.
N.B. The card in the picture was sent by my 5 year old nephew who clearly has a future as an extremely successful artist. The resemblance to the happy couple is frankly uncanny, right down to those tree trunk legs and stick fingers. We’re an attractive pairing!
Not exactly how I planned it 