It was two weeks before my wife’s birthday and she gave the daily nagging to say how I don’t treat her and show affection for the 20 years we’ve been married, so I booked us this restaurant in the high street just so she would see how I do care for her. On the night we went in and sat down on a special table on the top floor looking out from the balcony to see the whole city.
“This is nice, all these years I thought you didn’t know me and suddenly you bring me to this beautiful restaurant with this gorgeous view, thanks Darren, plus I love this food! What’s this place call–eerrhgh orghh….”
Turns out the restaurant was Korean and that my wife was allergic to dogs…