I am lucky enough to be on the email list for news from Mark and his wife in their new life in their new country. His wife generally writes the newsy emails, Mark tends to write political ones 
I guess there is a difference between men and women showing itself.
Anyway, in the latest email she tells us they are going camping this weekend. For the first time since their youth. But they happen to have a tent, which Mark bought for a trip he once made, but he never used it.
Thing is, that trip was with me. The tent was in the boot, as we drove to Suffolk one time. It was part of the cover, and clearly there was no way we were going to use it. Reading that email bought back the memories of that particular trip, of being stuck in a traffic jam, which we found a use for 
and the hotel room, and the fact I had flu, and he nursed me, bought me hot lemon drinks, did not let it put him off making love. It was a lovely few days, and it makes me feel a bit strange that they are now going to use that tent for real, knowing why it was first bought.
Ah well, at least it is getting some use, and I must admit that the thought of Mark in a tent is fairly amusing. He is a pretty big guy 
2008-05-17 @ 10:24