Not too surprisingly, he got his way again.
Now what is corporally left is nestled comfortably in a beautiful urn between the fronds of the ever-blooming Christmas cactus.
We’ll – well i – will see how it goes.
I have no idea if this is healthy or not, but it works for me. Despite my objections, i have to learn to live without him.
But i worry about visitors. Hmmm maybe not introduce them? That always used to piss him off but, now, really there are limits!