I fell heavily in love with P when I was 19 and in those days marriage was the only possible option if we wanted to be together. I never regretted that decision but realise that I was very lucky; we were very different so never competed, but agreed about the really important things - what kind of lifestyle we aimed at, how we brought out children up, and our approach to money.
If I was that age now and the same situation arose we could just live together - though I do think that being married supported us through the inevitable rough patches. My attraction to tall red heads is undiminished, though!
What's going on , on the street outside your home right now?



