We have more visitors, this time from Australia again. I know, I’ll try to be careful with my diet – don’t want to ruin the good work of the last week. Anyway, our guests are a nice couple who just happen to be the brother and sister-in-law of my recently widowed friend who used to be an old boyfriend many years ago, long before I married Chris. It sounds more complicated than it is. Well, our visitors have stopped off for a few days in Devon before carrying on to Cornwall and we’re having a lovely time. This morning I received such a funny email from our mutual friend/brother-in-law (you understand) that I’m going to share it with you. Of course, it’s all tongue-in-cheek.

Dear Sally,
You have got no idea how much I wish I was there, I can just see it all now.
Sue and Glenn on one side of the table, me sitting at the end of the table,
they are to my right, I’m only at the end of the table because I’m on my own, not
because I’m the master! Chris and you are to my left but you happen to be closest to me
just by organised chance! The dinner is on the table, the conversation is back and forth,
and of course the wine is flowing. Somehow or other I manage to stretch my leg out
and reach your’s without creating any suspicion, and because the weather is so hot
none of us are wearing full shoes only sandals or flip flops. A toe touches a toe!
A hidden smile, and an undetectable glance of eyes shows that we have made the
slightest of contact!
Then a thought crosses my mind? What if Chris has his right leg wrapped around
yours? What if he outthought me and knew I might try a sneaky footsy contact? How embarrassing for you and me! I would have to put it down to cramp, or because it’s
my bad leg, an innocent stretch, but then again with my toes touching his albeit for a split
second, a whole new world might have opened up and we could become the closest of
friends!!!!!!! ……….

And this is part of my reply….