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Happy Anniversary -and a Happy Birthday, too!

29 Nov

Yesterday, The Squire and I celebrated forty-one years of wedded bliss, and today was his umpteenth birthday. He was serenaded and congratulated at church this morning, and we shall leave the rest of it discreetly unmentioned.

our wedding

It is really hard to believe we have been married for so long. Sometimes it seems to be forever, ( a very nice forever) and other times it seems less than a week has gone by since we said, “I will”. (There is no “I do” in the marriage ceremony.)  I even promised to obey him, by my own choice, as it is no longer in the Prayer Book. This generally causes our friends to go into gales of laughter.

We have been blessed, and we both know it. It is often said that marriage is to be a reflection of God’s relationship with His people, and I never understood how true that is until I married The Squire. I have been loved, honoured, comforted and cosseted to a fare-thee-well, thank you very much, and he’s not done too badly in that department, either.

It is, of course, an immutable law of nature that people who like the windows open always select mates who prefer to sleep with the windows closed, and people who want to hold on to everything marry people who wonder why you want to keep that. We are perfect blending of an immovable object and an irresistible force.  Who is who, and which is which varies from day to day, but it works. We haven’t had a single argument so far.

The best advice ever on marriage came from Ogden Nash.

        To keep your marriage brimming, With love in the loving cup,

        Whenever you’re wrong, admit it; Whenever you’re right, shut up.

Generally good advice, under any circumstances, I think.








6 Aug

Eldest Daughter took me to Winterthur today to see the Downton Abbey costumes as a belated birthday treat.

We decided to have lunch first, and I had a Devonshire, cauliflower and Stilton bisque than was almost thick enough to spread on toast, and tasted heavenly! That and a veggie and fresh mozzarella wrap kept me going for the rest of the day.

The costumes truly are lovely, and for the most part, look much better on the actors and actresses than they do “in person”. I’ve never seen a single episode of the show, so she was explaining things to me as we went along. Between her explanations and my insistence upon reading every single sign (Oh, mother!) it took us a while, but it was worth it. Afterward, we toured part of the house; only one floor is open to the public because of a massive remodeling project, but what we did see was impressive. I simply cannot grasp the idea of living that way.

The guide said that the cleaning must be done by museum-trained professionals, although she had never actually seen any of them. “I think they come in like pixies and clean in the middle of the night.”  This made me chuckle, as we have a fellow at our church who refuses to use the ribbon bookmarks in the hymnals, because “they are never in the right place.” I once asked him if he thought we had a team of pixies who go through the church at night marking the books.

However, I digress.

A tram tour of the gardens, and then a decadent dessert and coffee topped off a wonderful day. I came home and took a nap!

Thank you, dear!