It’s okay now but Charlie and I had a real row about the letter. It started up because we were talking about Mrs. Poppins dying and not having a kitten. We were both sad about that. Then Charlie started nuzzling up to me all lovey dovey and cuddly and started to talk about perhaps thinking about having a baby instead. He was quite shocked when I didn’t appear pleased with his idea and asked me what the matter was.
So I told him that I’d found the letter in his pocket. He wasn’t at all pleased – not because I’d read it but because I didn’t trust him. So I asked him how he would feel if the roles were reversed, he wouldn’t answer that. We said some horrible things to each other, but eventually we calmed down and he explained that the student who wrote the letter has caused problems amongst other couples too. He’d found it on his desk after a lecture and slipped it into his pocket because he didn’t want anyone finding it in the bin. He told me that I just have to phone one of most of the wives and girlfriends of everyone in his department and they’ll put me straight on that.
I’d say that’s our first real row in nearly a year of being together. It was fun making up afterwards, but I don’t want it too happen again for a long while.
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