A very moving tribute
Looking back, I think I may have been a little harsh in my treatment of Herself.
She has been [and continues to be] a good wife and a good mother.
During our thirty five and more years together, she has stood by me in my times of trouble and tribulation. She worked very hard to pay the mortgage. She managed to bring up our daughter K8 with only relatively minor psychological problems. She was even good enough to keep her family at bay [most of the time], leaving me to lead a peaceful life.
Yes. She has been a wonderful wife to me, and I have treated her harshly, I’m sure you will agree.
This is going to change.
The time has come for me to show my appreciation for the years of backbreaking sweat and toil she has put into making our marriage a happy one.
I have a little surprise for her.
I have been doing some renovations when she hasn’t been around. I have been busy tidying and decorating. I am finished and I think she will love my work.
Tomorrow, I am going to break the wonderful news to her.
I’m moving her out of the coal hole at last.
I hope she is very happy in the garden shed.
Be careful that the sudden exposure to sunlight doesn’t cause her to shrivel up…
.-= Sean´s last brainfart .. Search Me =-.
Good for you! Might I suggest a jug of water for madame when she’s especially good? I’ve read that a bit of water can do wonders for their functionality ….
Sean – But she’s shrivelled up anyway? At least I hope she won’t be trailing coal dust into the house all the time.
Liv – Careful now…. I don’t want to spoil her. Anyway, there is an outside tap just the other side of the lawn.
Are you sure you’re not from the Welsh Valleys?
Cardi – No. I’m fairly sure I’m from the Wicklow Valleys [the spelling is slightly different, though they do start with the same letter?] I can see the Welsh Valleys on a clear day, if that’s of any help?
Okay, what did you do wrong?
Well fuck that! I do something nice, and immediately there is an assumption that I have done something wrong. Is there no romance left in the world?
Hey, what can I say? I apologize for my assumption. You obviously have your heart in the right place.
Now seriously, what did you do wrong?
The only thing I did wrong was to let sentiment get in the way of practicality.
Also I ordered some extra coal, and realised I needed the space.
Well, I do hope she appreciates the effort.
.-= Kirk M´s last brainfart .. Can you read this? (and other online complaints) =-.
Ahhh, you’re too good GD!
.-= Geri Atric´s last brainfart .. FOUND! =-.
I know. *sigh*
The problem with these late life changes is that a pavlovian sort of conditioning sets in over time and you may want to put a stout lock on the coal hole door ( assuming that it is equipped with one, a door that is) for the first couple of months just to break that dear woman from homing back to the dark and familiar. A lock on the garden shed, once she’s safely inside and settled down for the night, for the same couple of months should complete the transition nicely. But expect occasional lapses, especially on stormy nights. Nothing like a cosy coal hole in a thunderstorm I’ve always found.