My DH is in a strop because for the first time in 63 years I didn't cook 'the' meal, we went to our grand daughter's instead. It was so relaxing, even with 4 young children. We're both 85 and I have a long standing back problem but he thought we should have had our meal alone at home.
He's being grumpy and weird, hardly speaking and accepted his expensive Christmas gift from me without even a thank-you, just opened it and put it aside. He bought me a woolly scarf!
On Boxing Day we always go to a neighbour's in the afternoon, have done for years.
This afternoon he got into the car while I was dozing in my chair, and has gone on his own (we are rural - the neighbours lives a 5 min drive away) and I don't know whether to cry, or be worried for his health.
Lest we forget what we have just lost ....
“We start school too early in the UK!”
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