I’ve done it! I’ve managed to do the very thing that I have mocked engaged and married men for over and over. I’ve agreed to get married on the day that England play football. A World Cup Qualifying match.
My previous arguments/ torments of “who wears the trousers in that relationship” amongst other things, have now left me open jawed and with a horrible feeling in my stomach. I have long known that my love of Elizabeth far outweighs my love of football- still; I never thought I was capable of doing this!
Nonetheless, I’m left with the knowledge that however bad this situation is, it can never be as bad as my friend getting married on the day of big games for the English Football, Rugby AND Cricket teams!
I still hate me right now, though.
1 comment:
Now you know how your dad feels. Torn between two "lovers". Who's going to bring the portable!?
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