Whenever I see him he's sad. His problem seems to be that he doesn't get to live the life he wants, as his wife seems to rule the roost. For example, this week they've got the grandchildren every day and he says it's too much for him. He'd like a caravan or a camper van, she likes bed and breakfast. It's come to a point where she's going to Wales for Easter with the daughter and grandchildren to stay in bed and breakfast and he's staying at home by himself. I don't know what to say to him.
Just got congratulated for being able to use my debit card!




