So its that time of the year that the door gets knocked frequently my wife grins and giggles runs to the door to collect the parcel
, then rushes off to hide it. This morning wasn't any different 'knock, knock' wife lept out of the bed with some purpose grabbed her dressing gown to go downstairs "oh yay it's the parcel I have been waiting for!" All chirpy she chatted to the delivery man, what she hadn't done was check the label, door closes and she skips up the stairs then theres a pause..."oh,its for you" she cries out and the slowly walks back into the room and throws the box at me. The whole time I was smug in the knowledge that I too was expecting a box...
Combine this with my recent delivery from Italy I now have....
Just waiting on some more deliveries and then I can get on
