We stayed up late doing a jigsaw last night and I drank quite a bit of wine. At some point, late on - and I feel I may have been tricked into this - I said to Philippa “Ok. Yes. We’ll get married. On one condition. We do it this year, on Christmas Eve. It’ll be our 5th anniversary, so it’ll add to the occasion.” I think she knows me too well to get too excited by anything I say, but I seem to remember meaning it when I said it.
We haven’t mentioned it today but I think I’m sort of committed. I’ve drunkenly backed myself into a corner but least I have 10 months to get out of it….
RC 28-1-15
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