May the Fourth be with you.
Today is my darling husband’s birthday and today we will be celebrating. First we will lunch in town and then a special dinner at home tonight, just the two of us because even after nearly 25 years, that’s what we like best, our own company.
On his birthday I would like to share some secrets with you.
He’s frightened to death of spiders.
In the early 80’s he had a curly perm and wore dark glasses.
He cries at sad films
He can’t make up his mind where to park in car parks and has been known to try three different places before he finds one he likes.
When he was little and companies used to have signs out side showing job vacancies, he thought they must be nice places to work because they said they were ‘Appley Within’
He didn’t like the song Matthew & Son by Cat Stevens because it was written about the place where his first wife worked and he thought that was a bit rude, as she was quite happy there.
He picked girlfriends with the oddest names, like, Dolores Kalapas and Betty Tibbles.
And I love him to bits. Happy Birthday.