inside the attic, where we watch television and DVDs, do our crosstraining, have a drink and relax in the evening, our favourite room
inside our piano room/library, where Him Indoors plays Mozart and Beethoven’s pieces while I listen to the room next door, writing or blogging
inside HMAV Bounty – Him Indoors’ model ship
inside the Bento Box that HRH the son has given us from his trip to Tokyo
inside one of our candle holders
You wake up one morning to find a beautifully wrapped package next to your bed. Attached to it is a note: “Open me, if you dare.” What’s inside the mystery box? Do you open it?
A mystery box next to my bed
Purple, green, yellow, blue or red
With a note “open me, if you dare”
But since I lived in Munich, I really don’t care
What’s inside the box, I’m slowly getting curious
Do you find humour not so much humorous, but aqueous?
Surprise, surprise, a fortnight trip to India in February
He remembered, and so he booked what’s necessary
I got out of bed, looked for him and hugged him
To say thanks, I’d be a fool not to appreciate him