The points had been clocking up for just over three years. 1,095 “I’ll go/you go” school-run squabbles and innumerable nappy-changing arguments later, the time had finally come. In honour of a rather large pending birthday, Mum and Dad were about to spend some QT together. As a couple. Ditching our generic titles in favour of Mr and Mrs M and with daughter deployed, we were to embark upon a short-escape, city-break. Sans child.
After all, it’s not every day that your other half turns a decade less than half a century.
And it’s not every day that life begins again. Apparently. Continue reading “Mum and Dad on Tour”