The Key to My Heart

Christmas. The radio is abuzz with tales of partners buying unsuitable presents for their loved ones. Whilst Dom hasn’t made a festive faux pas, he did come close to it for one of my birthdays.

It was a cold, wintry night and we had driven 50 miles to Southampton for a monthly Spice Preview Night. These nights gave people who weren’t yet members a chance to find out more about us and every month a small group of members would come to offer their support. These dedicated souls would venture out in all weathers, keen to meet new people and hoping to see the group expand. After saying goodbye to the last of that evening’s enquirers we started chatting to the members, many of whom have remained good friends to this day. 

“What are you doing at the weekend?” enquired Chelsea. 

We quickly established that we were hosting an event on the Sunday, but Saturday was free. I’d deliberately left the day clear, giving Dom the opportunity to spoil me on my special day. I had envisaged a surprise visit to a show, or a trip to the cinema, maybe a meal at our favourite restaurant, but Dom had other plans:

“We need to go to B&Q to buy a lock for the shed.” 

You can imagine the raised eyebrows. Thinking this was a very bad idea, I tried my best to steer him away from this notion, but my suggestions were falling on deaf ears. Exasperated, I blurted out:

“But I don’t want to go to B&Q on my birthday!”

Well the members thought this was hilarious and Dom’s romanticism (or lack of it) has entered into Spice history. He often gets reminded about it and I’m not entirely convinced he knows exactly what he did wrong.

Oh, and we never did get that lock.