Just before my hubby and I got married, we met up for dinner with a vicar friend of ours, what’s known in the trade as a ‘wise old chief’. He’s just finished saying grace when, mid-fork, he grabbed Glen and I by the wrist and eyeballed us in a steely glare.
‘Emma’, he barked. ‘Respect your husband. Praise him’
He turned to Glen and continued,
‘Glen – love your wife. Never, never, never put her down’.
And with that, his eyebrows relaxed and he dropped our now limp ...
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