“You can’t possibly be thinking of working today!” I sound embarrassingly like Hattie Jacques from ‘Carry on Nursing’. There’s a silence and I prepare myself for an earbashing, but instead, I hear what sounds like a snotty sigh. “Please,” he finally says, and my heart melts slightly because he sounds grumpy and vulnerable. It’s a combination I never would have thought would work for me, but obviously it does.
