Cheltenham Race week

It is Cheltenham Race week this week, so Rob has disappeared into the shady world of cooking for the rich and famous, not to be seen again until late on saturday night when all the revellers head home. I am worn out after the luxury of a full night's sleep on sunday evening, a few glasses of wine and a fab dinner for two, we could have almost been a young free couple again, except when we were, we would have been more likely to be sitting in the pub getting very drunk, than having a fancy night away. Josef is in terror mode and even told me that he didn't like me yesterday which is something he hasn't done before, and I was quite upset, but convinced myself that he was still punishing me for going away on sunday night. Despite this, I definetely think we should do it more often.