Watching a mushy film whilst drinking a glass of wine and feeling suitably hard done by but, has anyone had theur fairytale romance and is still happy?
(Watching my grumpy husband, well into his 2nd bottle of wine, knowing it’s definitely going to be me up with the kids at 6/7ish in the morning despite it being me over the entire Christmas holidays) ... I repeat...feeling hard done by and hoping for happy stories!