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It has been a week of reminiscing ! 20 years ago on May 29th I advised GASP he was dating me and decided I would marry him ! GASP ( Gorgeous, Adorable, Suffering and Patient) arrived innocently to a 29th birthday party No Longer Single and I held in our home at that time, a gate lodge of Slane Castle no less ! On New Years Eve that year we had committed to finding husbands and our 29th party happily coincided with my plan. GASP didn't stand a chance. I had met him on St Stephen's night for the first time, we were both sick early in the New Year ( him flu, me pneumonia) and by about Easter I had set my sights on him. I invited him , along with his two friends, to the party, and when he arrived with a bottle of Dry Martini ( my chosen tipple in the 90's) , a bottle of Chablis ( yes!) and a very large box of Milk Tray I knew I had chosen well. He was , apparently , completely unaware of my intentions ,being totally blind to me advances, and on arrival at the party remarked the...

GASP and I will be 15 years married next week, so, in my opinion ( the only one which counts, of course) we could do with spicing things up a bit. GASP is a man for routine, content with what is familiar and happy out with a simple life, with no need for surprises or excitement.He's happy with repeating the same thing every week but I, however, am slightly more demanding ( understatement !). I bore easily, love trying new things and routine does not excite me. I therefore suggested to GASP that we needed to take a look at what we get up to together late in the evening. We have reached a comfortable routine, which I have enjoyed for the past few years and it has satisfied both of us, but I need more. I need to try something new. GASP suggested things were fine jut the way they were because HE was perfectly happy with the state of play, but I protested !! I needed a little frizzon of excitement, something to look forward to, something to do together, which we would both want more of...