Birthday

So Mr C thinks it funny to mention that last week when walking from New Street Station to Snow Hill station he picked up my birthday gift. He refuses even though I suriptiously enquired as which route he took to tell me. Hmmmmm did he walk past Lush? The gin shop? The jewellers? The Dm shop? The Apple Store ?

Then he has the cheek to ask if I have 3 sheets of spare wrapping paper- question I ask is how many sheets does it take to wrap a diamond ring? And if he is winding me up he's gonna need more than 3 sheets to wrap a donkey or a duck.... Hmmmmmmmmm