It's miserable here this morning: low-lying clouds and persistent rain. I didn't want to go to the gym but I missed it yesterday and I don't want to fall into bad habits. Marilyn warns me that we need to go into Launceston this afternoon to buy a wedding gift for a friend. He's been living in the Philippines for many years, in a long-term relationship, but he's back in Australia now, living in Deloraine.
The long-term relationship came to an end and he brought a new partner home with him; they married a couple of weeks ago in Albury and there is to be a party to celebrate the wedding tomorrow evening.
Over breakfast, Marilyn suggests that, the weather being what it is, we won't bother about the trip to town; instead, we'll buy a nice plant and we can do that locally. I'm keen to do that. Geoff is over 80, he's been married at least twice before and probably has more 'stuff' than he needs. Another two-tiered cake stand is probably not necessary.
I suggest we write on the card - 'We hope your marriage thrives and flourishes like this plant' - but Marilyn's not keen. "What happens if it dies?" she says. Always the practical one.
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