Oh dear,
Just had an awful week, 6 days in hospital with DS 18mths due to infected chicken pox - verrrry nasty.
Got home yesterday and we are still a bit house bound because he is contageous.
The kids are now fast asleep so what does DH do? He goes for a mountain bike ride in the woods at 8pm (with a headlamp of course) and says he will see me in a few hours.
Taking into account that we have just played relay races to and fro from the hospital for nearly a week I thought he might be up for spending some kind of normal evening together.
Instead he has been preening his bike at 10 minute intervals today, I would really like to wrap it aroud his neck.
I know it could be worse but I do feel a little sad that the first thing he can think of is his bloody bike!
Be interested to know if there are any other ladies who have lost their husbands to cycling.