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After having a reasonably productive day yesterday, I made a nice dinner and waited for my awesome man to come home. When I heard the door open I set up a coffee machine and shouted.
‘Welcome home my magnificent dragon.’
Mark strolled to the kitchen, looked at me and sighed.
‘Nah, more like a limp gecko today.’
I think that summaries our relationship to the notch. And when I finished laughing and served my limp gecko of a man his coffee, he got kicked upstairs to his editing cave. Limp or not there is no salvation for the wicked geckos.
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