I’m a night owl, Mary’s a lark and that’s why our my marriage works, says Giles Wood
A recent sojourn in my widowed mother’s home on Anglesey offered the opportunity to clear an archive of my father. He was a prolific letter-writer and jotter of the details of the minutiae of his life. I was reminded of the extraordinary fact that my parents’ marriage seems to have survived any number of extra-marital liaisons, on both sides. (Fortunately, there is hardly anyone left alive to take offence at this revelation.) And yet the marriage endured. Puzzlingly. ...
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