I think I got away with it too.
Well, she was polite enough to pretend not to notice, anyway.
I fished the card out of its hiding place yesterday morning, with the intention of getting it all filled in before my wife returned from London.
In the light of recent unfortunate events, my choice was now looking a little bit off-colour:
Oh well, there was nothing I could do about that now.
My inscription was short and to the point:
“Whitney Houston's death is something of an unfortunate coincindence on the card front.
Happy Valentine’s Day!"
Who says romance is dead? Not in this house....
Awwww... he thinks I didn't notice that he was at the other end of the store, processing a transaction through the till and flashing the young check out girl a warm smile... he is so sweet. I love him.ReplyDelete