Drove up to the house this evening, and of course the Wife was still hanging around after getting her bike and a few other bits and trying to drag it all down the street. I drove past her, parked in my spot and just sat in the car, waiting. (anyway there was some good jazz playing on the radio! )
Eventually she got the idea i wasn't going to get out and go back to say hi, or offer to help her move all the crap she was hauling by hand. Which is what i would have done in times gone by.
