Most parents are a joy, they are friendly and open, taking pleasure in their kids' daily doings. One however, is a bit more of a... handful. When I see his face at the door I chuckle inwardly; with an adversarial manner and a gimlet stare which has turned others to jelly, Old Nick has made our days a challenge at times. It's funny though as his child is the sweetest child you will ever meet (lets call the little one 'Nicky'). Fortunately little Nicky has taken a real shine to me so I've been spared Dad's snaggy manner of late. Still, when I sit down with Nick Snr and his wife I'll have my wits about me...
...plus a shield if need be.
The Big Day comes ever closer and our invite list takes shape. For me it still seems an age away, but E is thoroughly excited and in full planning mode. I will be stumping up for the wedding rings (this marriage lark is an expensive business)... so another chunk of my matched betting wedge will be spent on other things. Last couple of months have been a pricy time and this summer will be when I need to tighten my belt accordingly. Come June 1st I'll count my cash and see what's left.
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