So, Mrs P is at work today, and I just happened to notice she clicked "interested" on facebook about the Eddie Izzard gig in September. So, with the gig being 4 days before her birthday, and me being a nice, thoughtful kinda guy, I bought a couple of tickets, and sent her a text saying you can...
Saturday afternoon a few weeks back, about 5 o'clock. We had planned to go out into town for a few drinks and dinner that evening, even though Mrs P had been unwell for the previous couple days.
Me: Are you sure you want to go out tonight, you still don't look that well and you've been asleep...