Did I say we don’t argue these days when Lanying goes away? No, it’s all smiles.
I suppose you can’t really count a few outbursts as she scurried around doing her last-minute packing.
We had a small disagreement about train platforms, which I concluded by giving her a kiss on the cheek.
“Don’t distract me or I’ll forget something!” she said.
It was very hot in London last night and I’d just had a cooling shower. “All right. I’ll just lie naked on the bed.”
“No! Go away!”
She’d scattered all her little essentials on the duvet, which was inconvenient. She has a lot of essentials. I started to study them, which provoked another outburst.
“Being married is a burden,” she said.
“Can I put that in my blog?”
“I don’t care. Just go away!”
It’s a different story this morning because she wants me to take her heavy suitcase to the station.