Today my partner went to the dentist for an inlay (what we used to call a crown back in the day) – he is not good at the dentist.
Anyway I came out of work at 3pm today and had a message waiting on my mobile answerphone.
Feeling all gooey over it, and faintly sorry for his dental ordeal (it is always an ordeal, even a check up!) I eagerly dialed the voicemail to receive his romantic message:
Hi Hun, can you buy me some baccy? … love you …. oh by the way I am dribbling and the dog has shat on the carpet, bye
It’s nice to know romance isn’t dead.