This past Thursday, Natasha and I planned and successfully carried out a coup. As you may remember, our complex has that most English of amenities, a private garden. But we weren't given keys because, also very English, we're not the right class; we're renters, not owners. As the Summer has sprang upon us with a vengeance we decided we must get a key.
So we invited the neighbor we're friendliest with, Alister, for wine. And boy was wine had! Six bottles split amongst three. A nice follow-up to Natasha's and my anniversary celebration the Monday before where we had four split amongst two. But I digress.
Anyway, expertly laid out in the middle of all this., Natasha made an off-handed comment about us not being given keys and Alister offered to get us a copy, no prodding needed! She's a brilliant lady, my Natasha.
So we're off now to celebrate with a bottle of cold prosecco in the hot sun. In our private garden. Bless.
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