They were only a few Euros but they contributed hugely to a happy holiday and a cheerful husband.
When I came down from the attic on one trip, my wife was holding a bat with a meaningful look in her eyes.
"Keep or go?" she enquired.
I said, keep.
"You need to speed things up or we'll be here all day."
"Maybe I need motivating?"
Without further ado I found myself bent over the landing railing with my trousers down.The spanking that followed was loud and sharp. I pulled up my pants and got on with the job. The bats are now with the suitcases ready for this year's holiday.
Talking of tennis - Wimbledon is back and it has stopped raining. Yippee!
Anyone remember 1996 ?