Tiggy smiled as she heard her silly husband scurry around the upstairs looking for the bathroom. He was hopeless sometimes... but he was hers and she loved him very very much.
Feigning the inability to carry herself up those terrible stairs she opened her eyes and held her arms out for her to be scooped up and carried away to the bath. "I'm sorry I am so crazy sometimes, love," she whispered, Irish lilt still apparent. |