Yesterday was our wedding anniversary, our celebration would take the form of going out to watch a movie together (we never do this).
Usually on Friday evenings the gentlemen in the neighbourhood cycle to a pub just far enough away to make them believe they’ve earned a pint. This particular Friday was going to be special so he tried to persuade me to do the movie thing a day early:
When we get to the pub on the Friday before Christmas they bring out a plate of sandwiches - it's the only night of the year they do this! (sad, pleading face)
I remained stony in my resolve that we do the anniversary thing on the anniversary day.
He checked the calendar to make sure there’s no possibility that Sandwich Night and our anniversary will clash next year.