Some lovely gifts and an(unromantic) tale

So anyway, there I was last week banging my head on the dining room table trying to figure out what to do with my novel when there’s a knock at the door. It’s the postman and he has a parcel for me, all way from the USA!

Fortunately, it wasn’t a writ. It was a lovely parcel from my friend Marie over at Nourish!

Being the dignified woman I am, I delicately removed the packaging, folded the wrapping paper and stored it away.

Okay, I didn’t. I ripped it open whilst screaming “Yippee, yippee a prezzie for Mrs T! Hurrah, hurrah, hurrah!”

Yeah – I am that sad. I don’t get presents that often. Well not unless you count car parking tickets.

So I ripped open the paper and found this beautiful scarf pictured below which is hand knitted by Marie herself! What can I say but a very big THANK YOU to Marie. It’s gorgeous and I shall be wearing it for years!

Now here’s where my little story starts. So I’ve been writing in the dining room because my study is… a little messy. Or what we might colloquially describe in the UK as a “shit tip.” When I’ve got my courage back I’ll tidy it up but at the moment I’m taking the easy way out. So later that day, I’m writing away with Marie’s other gift, a lovely decorative wall hanging which couldn’t have come at a more appropriate time with all my novel dilemmas, and Mr T comes into the dining room and looks over my shoulder and sees the wall hanging.


“She belives she could so…she did.”

Very, very slowly and without words Mr T places his forefinger over the first “S” so that the message now reads;

“He believes she could so…she did.”     

Now Mrs T has been married to the good Mr T for nearly 20 years and has known him for 25 years. And let me tell you it wasn’t the washing up he wanted me to do. Yep, Mrs T knows EXACTLY the way his mind works. (Fortunately, he doesn’t have a clue how mine works) and let me tell you readers…

I kept my mouth well and truly shut.

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More (un) romantic tales coming soon.