Hearty (Burnt) Dinner!

After a long day at work, I was looking forward to Mr W getting home after his 3 day motorbike tour of Wales. He said he would be home around 4.30, so thought I'd have dinner ready for then as a surprise.

I moved the car and left the garage open ready for him to ride straight in.

4.30 came and went. 

5.30 came and went.

I started pacing the floor and staring out the window. Then closed the garage again and started thinking the worst. As I do.

6.30 came and he finally called to say they had all stopped for a final drink and would be home around 8. I tried hard not to sound cross. But it sounds similar to relief!!!

So by the time 8 o'clock had  arrived, dinner was well and truly 'crispy', Mr W was well and truly knackered and I was well and truly happy to have him home!!! It was then that he told me that he had a bit of an accident on Friday when he dropped his bike and hurt his back trying to lift it back up which put a bit of a dampner on his trip but he had a good time with the lads.

Might be nearly time to hang up your (new) helmet love!!

xXx