Sunday, 26 August 2012

Gold Medal for effort?


I’ve got tickets for the Paralympics!
Philippa was a bit over-awed by the Olympic Games, and has been moaning that we seem to be the only people in Britain who didn’t go, and I fancy a couple of days away in a hotel, so I’ve got us tickets to some of the events!
Next Monday (3rd Sept) we get to enjoy the wonders of Wheelchair Basketball. Then we’re staying an a nice hotel, then we’re in the Olympic Stadium on Tuesday (4th) for the morning session of athletics! I’ve booked train tickets and the hotel room, I’ve arranged to change my shifts at work to suit, and I’ve spoken to Tom and got Philippa both days off so we can enjoy it without having to think about rushing back. It took me all day yesterday online and on the phone to put it all together and I was very pleased with my efforts!
When I told Philippa the good news she said “I’d rather have gone to the Reading Festival”
Sometimes, as a man in a relationship, it is impossible to do anything right.

RC 26-8-12

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