Light-bulb MOMENT

“Mr Dear was changing a light bulb in the spare bedroom when he shouted down the stairs, ‘Quick, love, come and see this.’

I bounded up the stairs three at a time, and was by his side in moments. Hah! No, I didn’t. Of course, I didn’t. It’s been years since I could eagerly bound up steps, even two at a time.

Anyway, I hauled myself slowly up the stairs, grumbling