My husband is always ordering things, which he expects me to be in to sign for! Usually it is something really exciting, like 1,000 recyclable cups for church coffee.
Yesterday I had to go into town, to go and buy something for my husband, which he declared needed replacing immediately. I was rather irritated at having to go to town, because I always buy 2, so that I can get a replacement when the first is used, but no, he only ever tells me when he has used both of them. This time I bought 3! I would have made my point more forcefully by purchasing more, and lining them all up across his desk, but that was all the stock they had on the shelf.
I arrived home to find a 'failed to deliver' note from UK post, addressed to my husband.
"Oh how delightfully ironic!" I thought "that a parcel should arrive for himself, whilst I am not here, when I usually am, because I HAD to go to town for HIS shopping!
However my husband denied all knowledge of ordering anything and decided that it must be some exciting paperwork from the Diocese.
The website for UKPost was having problems yesterday, so I finally emailed them at 1.00am and rearranged delivery.
When it arrived it didn't look like paperwork.....my husband was most bemused
"Oh it's probably your birthday present!" I said, ironically.
..and then I remembered.
It was.
...and I remembered what is was!
A slightly belated birthday present from No.3!
As you can see - it arrived safely!
A double-sided clock to hang in the garden, so that you can keep track of time while gardening.
