Glow

Today’s the day! At last, Mrs H admitted that it’s great being married to a bloke like me! Not because of my incredible good looks, my intellect, my compassion... or my modesty. It’s because of those earlier overbuying habits that had always irritated her... habits which I have stopped completely, firstly from a sense of social responsibility and also from being housebound.

As we munch our way through four freezers full to the gunwales, I bask in the glow that is like the naughty schoolboy who’s playing truant, and, seeing a driverless runaway car, saves a child in its path.