I thought I would share Mr S's gift! He really is a great sloppy romantic and picked the following when we were leaving the hospital on Tuesday....
The daisy, not the egg cup!
This is one of his endearing features, I have lost count of the daisys I have been given over the years. Never huge bunches of flowers, indeed if he came home with a bouquet I would be really worried, that's not his style. But then I got to thinking that it is the small things that really count - silly things really, but from the heart and meant and that's what loves about.
Staying together when the going gets tough, through sickness (my accident - his heart) and in health (the days when we were fit and cycled the Wiltshire Cycleway one May Day weekend, in poverty - when he was sacked for being ill, in richness - now when we have finally retired and the pensions are being paid (worth the wait) and all the days in between.
All this in one little brave daisy
Thursday, 22 April 2010
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That is so lovely........sniff......xxx
ReplyDeleteOhh!!!!!!!!! Aren't I a lucky boy !!!
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