You and James were a happily married couple living in London in the 1940’s. He was the perfect happy-go-lucky husband to go with your more regal attitude.

Recently, after his job delivering milk, he’s been paying attention to the news. A man in Germany rising to power and persecuting people.

“Blimey,” He frowned, looking up at you from the papers. “I reckon churchill’s leading us into war, duck.”