Last week The Princess spilled the beans.
SWMBO and I will be "sharing" our 20th Wedding anniversary in July.
20 years, besides being a life sentence, is china. Not paper, not ruby, not wood or something. Just China.
I was thinking of something like a new sugar bowl. Maybe a cat coffee cup.
Y’know, twenty years; it ought to be something special.
So, we're all sitting there, on the way to Granddads’ and the beans, as I said, got spilled.
SWMBO has not only worked out what we're-giving-her for our-anniversary, but she’s been to the jeweller, had it designed and getting it made.
Diamonds, not china. Gold too.
A done deal.
Something called an eternity ring.
Has a nasty sound to it. I signed up for “death us do part” not bloody eternity!
Anyway, justifications met my questioning looks at 60km/hr:
“It’s a nice ring”
“It’s something special”
“It fits in nicely with my wedding & engagement rings”
“It’s the same jeweller who designed my engagement ring who used to work at Rox in the Strand Arcade is now in Wahroonga…”
“I wanted it to be a surprise”
It’s the last one that got me.
Sure was a surprise.
I’ll be buggered if she’s getting a sugar bowl now.
