So ten years of marriage means NOUT. He was away for work, fine, but he had promised to be be at home and we were going to a restaurant we used to go to over 20 years ago, I booked it he forgot.
Not even a card. NOTHING. It has just turned up a week late, the postman knocked on the door, was trying to poo in peace as both kids at school and pre-school, and I had to pay a pound as the postage was not enough. TALK ABOUT ADDING INSULT TO INJURY.
I spent the last 5 months compiling a photo album of pictures of us over the last 20 years, took ages, it look bloody brilliant. I could not bear to give it to him.