I said to Kev this morning 'I wish I knew how many nights I have left with you before my operation ' (i.e I knew when I was going in - the Friday or the Saturday'.
He replied 'we will have the next 50 years of nights together'...., how sweet I though ..then he continued 'although by the time I am 97 you will have to be wiping my arse for me..'
CHARMING!
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