Well, we have just been out for a lovely meal with Tommy and Eileen. Thanks T+E !

It wasn’t without incident of course. After a half lager shandy, kp needed to go to the loo.

We rushed off to the loo to find only a men’s and women’s, but no disabled. Do you go in the men’s ? Or the ladies ?

Well, it had to be the ladies of course, so I pushed kp in whilst walking a bit camp (so as not to look out of place) and unfortunately, there wasn’t room for a wheelchair in the cubicle, so she had to walk the remaining steps to the loo.

Once in the confined cubicle space, she had to turn around with me for assistance. Well, neither of us know what happened but kp launched herself towards the loo window, collapsing as she did so. I launched at kp with my body weight (all 9 stone) and managed to counteract her weight heading to the window, the result of which was she landed perfectly positioned on the loo seat. kp was in stitches of laughter and so was I.

If anyone would have walked in, they would have wondered what the hell was going on. They would have seen a wheelchair parked up at a cubicle door with 2 people tittering away behind it.

Relief was imminent and we returned to join T+E moments later, before having to make a return journey half way through kp’s second half of lager shandy. This time was a bit more professional.

We had a thoroughly enjoyable evening. I am dreading tonight especially the moment where she wakes me up to go to the loo when I am fast asleep. That’s torture for me. But she’s worth it.