Red-letter day?

It often seems like my husband only goes into his office in London when there’s a special dinner or celebration, although he still insists on calling it ‘going to work’.

Today, he was the cause of the celebration, as he’s been at the same company now for thirty-five years. When I met him, there were always big social events, we all knew everyone and their spouses, and often had dinner parties and barbecues at our homes, or did things like bowling - good times! Three decades on, the company has changed hands many times and the culture is a little different so he was very surprised to get such a lovely cake.

I didn’t get any of his cake but they gave him a Red Letter Day voucher for a helicopter trip for two - eeeek!