Three Years

After a morning spent guddling around under a kitchen sink, wrangling various pipes and making a few connections, I had a bonus trip into a loft to change a float valve. I returned home too late for a woofer wander with  my beautiful wife, but we had a little ride out on the bicycles together. Shame about the wind and the rain, but it was good to be out together again.
Today marks 3 years since we became husband and wife. I am still the luckiest boy in the world, and as a friend pointed out earlier, punching way above my weight. 

I love you Mrs P.