He reads her the headlines
As she make the tea
Then they tune their set in
To Radio 3.
The washing up's something
They both do together,
Then he's off to garden
In fair of foul weather
While she hoovers round.
Does the dusting and sings
(it's hard to get out of the Habit of things)
By 11 it's time for some
Coffee and cake, (The kind that she's only Too happy to bake)
They're down to the pub
By opening time;His is a pint, hers
A small gin and lime
And so the day goes in