Moment of Weakness

During our short break earlier this month we had another visit to the Wemyss Pottery and in the blink of an eye I had agreed to have the owner of the pottery, Griselda Hill hand paint a piece for my dearest.

I did not mind as I love the pattern (not to everyone's taste) but I just wish that I knew the art that wives, partners or girlfriends employ to get people like me to agree to something I knew nothing about in the first place. This is an absolute art form that I am afraid this poor member of the male species will never truly understand or even come close to mastering.