Technically Not Family
..as we are only of the engaged, but Ms Grouch and I have already developed quite a few rituals.

1. We now choose what we are going to have for dinner through the medium of interpretative dance. The one for Mashed Potatoes is particularly impressive. Verbal discussion is no longer possible.

2. Should Ms Grouch be annoying, I will put something she needs in a Very High Place. For instance, the biscuits on top of the cupboard (she is not tall; I am). Conversely, if I am annoying her, she will mention the wedding. Or children.

3. As if further proof that we are made for each other was needed, neither of us can get up until one of us has broken wind noisily. The other person has to answer with the first three bars of 'morning has broken'.

Romance is alive and well in Woking, I can assure you...
( Grouch would quite like his clients to stop being numptys, Fri 21 Nov 2008, 16:01, 3 replies)

Love is a beautiful thing.
I particularly like the idea of the dance interpretation of dinner.

Magic!
( girlinthehole, Fri 21 Nov 2008, 17:26, closed)

The Power of Interpretive Dance
Communicating via interpretive dance should the first thing you do at marriage guidance, counselling is shit when you're both too sarcastic to talk.

Picmaster has a particularly special 'grunt along' dance to that Air song off the old Orange ad. How very David Brent.

Sometimes he hums it at the bus stop to make me laugh. Dick.
(picmaestress, Fri 21 Nov 2008, 17:48, closed)

I'm going to try that....
Describing a meal through interpretive dance is brilliant, I'm going to try that. My husband doesn't like dancing though, does that mean that he is going to be permanently hungry?
(Woofie, Wed 26 Nov 2008, 16:26, closed)