Its another gloomy morning outside, as is the usual for England. Yet inside the house can only be described as nothing short of serene. Your husband, Simon, still half asleep, sits down at the kitchen table with a cup of tea and a book in his hand. One you had been trying to convince him to read.

Since retirement, the two of you have learned to love the simple things in life, together. Even the domestic chores around the house felt like a dream as long as he was there with you.

Its perfect.