The Old breadKnife

I saw a really awful thing at the weekend. A guy was being ordered around, told what to do, and treated like a servant. He couldn't do what he wanted, and was at the beck and call to his master. He looked downbeaten and had the gaze of a man that was well and truly buckled.

If you don't know, Marsha flew in on Saturday...and than man is me!!!!!

So I'd been living it up as a free man for the past seven weeks. My clothes were scattered all around the room. I squeezed the toothpaste in the middle, I farted in bed, scratched myself, drank beer in the bath, and basically lived like a proper bloke..............

Her organisational skills are amazing. Not only had she started packing a week & 1/2 before she arrived but came in like a whirlwind when she got to my room. Now she has actually tidied the room, put my clothes in the wardrobe????, and organised everything...How I missed her.

Love ya Babe XX