Nine Eleven

On a day that was filled with memories of the carnage of five years ago, we looked back to a more recent event - the day six months beforehand when we'd met. We marked the occasion with a phone conversation as I sat by a river in Surrey during my lunchbreak and wittered on about how the woman in the sandwich shop had callously charged me an extra 30p for having cheese as well as ham in my salad box. What more can you ask for from a partner than that they actually enjoy listening to you spout nonsense?