“I have set off my lovely,” Seb’s message comes through at 12.07pm today. “But will still be a while. May miss the start of the tennis. See you in a bit.” He is coming to see me. And am here in front of my television so it doesn’t matter when he arrives. “Yay! Can’t wait […]
“Right, I’m out of the door and on my way,” the message comes through from Seb at 4.04pm. “Can’t imagine it will take me more than two and a half hours. So: 6.30pm I reckon. I’m training it. Don’t feel like driving. See you soon xxx.” “See you soon darling,” I reply. “Please ring doorbell/ […]
Scars, Tears and Training Bras 