A delightful anniversary, I might add, in addition to aforementioned rather annoying formal celebrations me and Liz took ourselves off to our palace bedroom and celebrated more traditionally, in the human nature historic sense. We might be old but the whips and chains still do the business, she's been a lot more willing in that department since I bought her 50 shades of grey for Christmas. Onwards and forwards, perhaps, if only she could also retire so we can enjoy some quality time together.