An amusing incident...

JT will do many things that I would consider embarrassing for a man - buying feminine hygiene products, talking to cats in the street, shopping in female clohing stores (with me of course!!), buying me presents at Christmas in Claire's Accessories etc. However, there is one thing that makes him cringe and hop around awkwardly and that is, holding my handbag. The current model is not even hugely pink and girly, but for whatever reason, if I need to rearrange my shopping in the middle of town and ask him to hold it for a moment, he will mutter and stutter and dangle it at arm's reach in my face, squirming awkwardly until I take it back!

Imagine my amusement then, when seconds after dropping him at work the other day I receive a phone call with a panic stricken voice at the end of it confessing that upon exiting the vehicle, the offensive handbag (until now delicately balanced on JT's lap) had somehow been taken absent-mindedly from the vehicle with him and that he was now in fact, walking down Winchcombe Street with my handbag in his hand!! I laughed all the way round the inner ring and arrived back at Winchcombe Street just in time to capture a snapshot on my phone of a sheepish looking husband walking out of Winchcombe House after having to explain to Keith why he was carrying a handbag! Heehee!