Of bridges and virgins

Once you’ve crossed it, that’s it..? I’ve had, let’s see, three live-in partners predating the man I’m now married to.  I never intended to “save myself” (what a ludicrous notion) until I met “the one”, as I never truly believed there was a “one”. I’ve never regretted not being a virgin at marriage, and based […]

To save or not to save

OK, we’re still paying for her shopping, but she’s working on that one… I spent this morning at home with Bolle, who is suffering from a horrid cold which has deprived us both of sleep several nights running.  Bolle’s dad has quite correctly pointed out that his year of sleeping next to her to make […]