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I think I’m a kind, considerate husband. After all, she’s stuck with me for decades. But we do have our little battles. And the battleground is the kitchen.

This week I’m making cheese again. It’s demanding of space and time. Tension! Then yesterday it was a lovely day and I went for a walk while she was at a disco with the 3 year old. A lovely day was made even lovelier when a tree called out to me. ”Pick my damsons.... please!” So now I’m making damson ketchup as well.

I’ve learnt not to ask for permission, but forgiveness.

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