22 years of married bliss?
Sometimes he irritates the life out of me, he swears I don't tell him things (he switches off after the first two words), he can be moody, he has a dubious taste for 60's and 70's television programmes and most of the music he likes nobody has heard of (and wouldn't want to either).
But he can make a mean spaghetti bolognaise, brings me a cup of tea in bed, makes the daily packed lunches, washes up the dishes every night, puts up with me disturbing him 'for a chat' when he is working upstairs in his office, encourages me with my crafting projects, 'gets' being arty, has patience of a saint, ignores my dubious taste in 70's disco/new wave music and makes me laugh.
We don't really have arguments, I make my point, he ignores me, then it's all forgotten. I don't bear grudges...well not for long anyway! And only one spaghetti bolognaise thrown in anger at him!
Happy Anniversary Nige!