My loves

David and Alice. Alice and David. The two people (Alice is a person to us. We have no children.) that keep me sane.
Alice is with me all day long when I'm working. David is with me morning, evening and night (as he works away from home (albeit for himself in our business)).
Both of them are putting up with my, ever increasing, grumpyness. Both of them are saints. Well, to me they are.
David can't cook to save his life. But he's clever, (very) tidy, handsome and funny. Alice is the cutest thing I've ever seen. 

We have a great life. We work for ourselves. We have a car and a van. We take time out when we want (or can). We have great friends (geographically not as close as we'd like). We share the same sense of humour, the same urge for history and World War 2 documentaries. We both hate blockbuster movies and we don't eat red meat. 
We differ in organization. David is a, some-what, freak when it comes to tidyness. I am not. I hate tidying. But I suppose this is where we compliment eachother. Well, I hope so, or we're doomed. 
David can't sit still without falling asleep whilst I'm more laid back. David's favourite thing to say is: "Not now. Can't you see I'm busy?" My favourite saying is: "Not now. Can't you see I'm tired?"