Love is a Wonderful Colour

Hubby came home at lunchtime, knowing I've been ill all week did he ask how I was? No. He put a black tile in my hands and said 'find something that'll write on this'. While I was looking he ate my lunch.

Silver crayon did the job.

I heard Love Is A Wonderful Colour by The Icicle Works on the radio the other day, amazing what springs to mind looking for a blip title. 1984, I'm getting old....