Sunday, April 06, 2008

A Blonde Moment

We were out driving yesterday and saw a lovely lawn full of forget-me-nots. Craig said "what are those called?", I said "forget-me-nots", Craig said "what?", I said "forget me nots", Craig said "what?", I said "forget me nots", Craig said "what?" and I realised he was grinning.

He gets me every bloody time. You think I'd twig-on at some point wouldn't you.

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