Sunday 24 September 2017

How I went through the danger zone

• I would not really be regarded as a pushover, but there is something about feminine logic that invariably bamboozles and befuddles me.

We had brought suitably essential gifts for all the children, grandchildren, nieces and nephews, bankrupting ourselves along the way. I was sitting down with an Irish coffee guaranteed to provoke a cardiac event, when my beloved got in first: "Get your coat on, or there'll be nothing left in the sales," she commanded.

Were I easily shocked I would have shuffled off years ago, confronted by such flashes of spontaneous direction from the fairer sex.

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