Morning-going out for the day with my husband but it’s raining and pouring..in fact the old man was snoring, he got out of bed with a delicate head and struggled to get up in the morning. So anyway, change of plans as I’m not keen on getting my hair wet either. Instead we are visiting Milestones, a museum about Victorian times and 1930′s Hampshire…we sure know how to have fun in our fifties.
Husband unusually struggling with self-esteem today he just found himself tapped on the shoulder by complete stranger who thought he was part of the exhibit…he’s that old, pasty and immobile it’s difficult to tell them apart! As we were also the only adults wandering around without children we felt well and truly out of place.