Since we moved in we’ve had a gas leak, the washing machine won’t drain, the toaster blew a fuse. And today, the boiler has packed in. But it’s still our house. And apparently, it’s well, sensitive. So. Leave it alone. Unless you’d like to come and fix the heat. Actually, the same guy who fixed our farting stove two weeks ago is making another trip to fix the heat. Don’t worry, he knows where we live. In other news, we…
Yesterday marked 99 days until Sarge and I get married. Not long after I realised we are down to double-digits, I shared the countdown on Facebook, and then I read this article about changing your last name after marriage. Or not. I saw it on a friend’s wall (as you do) and posted it on mine, with this preamble: ‘I share this as someone who would never drop my last name. Because it’s mine. And I love it. And if…
