Middle-aged love

Forget bouquets of flowers ... I was touched on Sunday night when DD delivered a packet of Gaviscon to my bedside table. A bunch of roses ain't gonna ease my middle-aged reflux. (Although I’ve since been told by fellow middle aged lovers that Nexium is the ultimate romantic reflux gesture.) Yesterday morning, I drove to... Continue Reading →

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