His Nibs is back from his weekend away.
While making his tea he's managed to break my martini glass.
It was in the kitchen waiting to be washed up.
It was a Christmas present from a friend about six years ago. Had gold leaves painted on it. We've fallen out now, but I've always been very fond of it and it reminded me of when we were great friends.
And besides, it held a walloping quantity of martini.
Never mind. It could have been worse.
It could have been full.
You crack me up!








