Well I've got just the answer. Some of you may have already come across him on your own. But for those of you who haven't here we go....
Things My Girlfriend And I Have Argued About
Now don't get the title wrong, you girls will enjoy the read just as much. In fact anyone who has been in any sort of relationship will be able to relate and laugh.
Just a quick example, and one of my favourites...
So, I got this invitation to a reception at Downing Street. (I'll wait here while you, understandably, go back to that a few times to make sure you've read it correctly.) OK, so it's not an evening with Tony or anything - it's a reception at 11 Downing Street. [For the America readers, the UK Prime Minister's official residence is 10 Downing Street - the Chancellor of the Exchequer lives at Number 11. Downing Street is in London; which is in England; which is part of Europe. Europe is a continent roughly three thousand miles east of Buffalo.] But, well, come on, eh? A letter flopping through my door, out of the blue, inviting me to a reception at 11 Downing Street simply howls 'CATASTROPHIC ADMINISTRATIVE ERROR', doesn't it?
They better discover their mistake pretty damn quickly, though - because otherwise I'm going. How can you turn down something like this? It's anecdote Nirvana. It'll be worth it if only to see, as I begin to stroll up Downing Street, every security man within half a mile frantically begin to speak up his sleeve.
Whatever. I skip downstairs and cast the invitation letter on to the table in front of Margret. She picks it up and reads it, sipping her coffee. She finishes without having said a word or changed her expression in any way at all. But then, her forehead wrinkles. She reaches across, opens her diary, glances at a page, and then closes it again. Her hand moves over to the invitation letter once more. She looks up at me, her finger tapping the page where it gives the date of the reception. 'You've already got a dentist's appointment on that day,' she says.
How could anyone not love this woman?
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