"The best portion of good man's life: his little, nameless, un-remembered acts of kindness and of love."
William Wordsworth.
Spook had to phone this one in to my work as I was on a sleep-over last night - where I worked hard and didn't upset anyone to the best of my knowledge.
Spook and I gave it some thought and decided we must have done a lot of little acts of kindness that we don't remember as we are still happily together. He certainly picked my up from work, drove me home and fed me soup and fresh bread, before leaving me in peace and quiet to watch a re-run of the bear documentary which was fab and then to lie on the couch, read my book and doze, while he went back to work and picked Finn up from his days snowboarding.
We can't remember my little acts of kindness, but that doesn't matter.
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