Date Night

For most people, this means a husband and wife going out on a 'date' in an attempt to recapture some of the excitement of their early days together. It is an oft-recommended remedy for marital boredom; some might say, also, a way of promoting and maintaining monogamy. All very laudible, but the very expression makes me reach for the motion sickness bag. However, yesterday evening, CG and I realised we were having one without even knowing. Yes, our 'date night' involved lying in bed watching trashy TV and scoffing ... dates. (Tunisian.) We were chomping away when I suddenly realised what we were doing. Such fun it was, and so delighted were we to be actually doing something healthy to 'keep our marriage alive'. (Apart from the obvious.) If you are married and things are getting a bit jaded, and perhaps on top of that you are feeling the pinch, why don't you give it a try? I suggest the dates with stones, as you can then incorporate a spitting the stone into a saucer contest into the evening too. A word of warning though - more than ten dates, and you may regret it. Their effect on your bowels is far greater than on your libido. Not that I would know, of course - I read it on Wikipedia.