Save life of Two in Heroic Fashion

Is freezing this morning. April is going backwards, the daffodils opposite cottage have heads bent before icy blast. Is Wednesday 14th April.

Two comes downstairs in usual bleary mode, and disappears into kitchen to make comforting pile of toast. (For himself). He re-appears with plate of same, festooned with much juicy marmalade. 'You ought to try this marmalade' he says, through mouthful of same, spraying out crumbs in unattractive manner. 'This marmalade', he continues, is Three Fruit Marmalade!' He pauses for effect. 'Really', I say. 'And which three fruits actually comprise this delicious marmalade?' 'I don't know actually' he sprays. 'It wouldn't by any chance include Grapefruit'? I ask. Two looks as me askance, and hastily repairs to kitchen to examine the jar. Of course it does include grapefruit, which is forbidden. It is mentioned on the list of contra-indications for one of his myriad medications. He has Avoided Grapefruit Like The Plague since reading this, and is now spluttering with horror. The offending toast and possibly lethal marmalade is consigned to the bin. So far he has suffered no ill-effects, but I feel suitably smug, as have possibly Saved His Life. In fact, play upon this for some considerable time. Feel possible 'Wife of the Year Award' may not be out of question. Am Angel Of Mercy. Will continue this Blog later, as am off to Bask In Glory.