William and Clara, having had their cocoa had retired. She was reading her Mills and Boon, he was struggling with the last few clues in the crossword.
Clara finished her book, put it down and stared at the ceiling, and said, "William dear, do you know, I can't remember the last time you told me you loved me".
"Dont' be silly, Darling", William replied, still struggling with 9 across, "I told you I loved you forty-six years ago, on the night we became engaged, I repeated it on our wedding day, if I had changed my mind I would have told you so!"
Wednesday, December 05, 2007
The English lover
I love this little story about how we English communicate and show we love, not for us that demonstrative Johnny-foreigner stuff.
Posted by Fr Ray Blake