Quite why my wife gets up so early is a mystery. Is it to avoid me?
It's not as if she's milking cows or churning butter, even as the master hulks heavily in his sack.
‘Admin’ is her reason. From dawn till dusk, she's on the phone checking that providers – in the forms of service and utility companies – aren't taking us for a ride.
Brisk of tongue, the wife is unafraid to call out frauds – no doubt a lingering trace memory of her Ulster childhood, when her