Romance..
At 6.40am I got a call from my absent husband. Was it an early Valentine’s greeting?
No.
He woke me an hour earlier than necessary and told me to go outside. In the freezing cold, misty morning he then directed me to trot down the drive in my PJ’s to leave a note for the bin-men. And if I didn’t I’d have a mountain of garbage to deal with.
Nice.